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kaialone · 7 years ago

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Yokai Watch Wibble Wobble Translation

(Masterpost for my Yokai Watch translations can be found here)

This might be considered spoilers if you don’t want to know about events in the Japanese version of Wibble Wobble, which could potentially arrive to the English version one day, so proceed with caution.

In the Japanese version of Wibble Wobble, Puni Puni, there is currently an event going on involing a “Goku Yōmakai Tournament” which features so-called “Goku Yōkai”, and I’ve seen some people being interested in what story the game gives for them, so I decided to try and translate text and scenes related to them.

Here’s a little trailer for it, showing off all the “Goku Yōkai”, too.

First let me explain a bit about this tournament, just in case you’re not familiar with these. Occasionally, Enma will hold an “Enma Martial Arts Tournament” where you gotta fight, well, tournament-style, and from what I understand, you usually get a chance to befriend a special yokai if you win.

(Or so I assume, based on what I have seen.)

This “Goku Yōmakai Tournament” works in a similar way, and if you win, you may get a chance to fight a “Goku Yōkai”, with the current one being “Goku Orochi”.

Goku Yōkai are appearently evil, criminal yokai who were imprisoned by the Great King Enma (the former one, presumably) and now have been freed by another mysterious yokai, and they plan to take revenge.

Aside from Goku Orochi, as you can see in the trailer, there’s also Goku Tsuchinoko, Goku Namahage, Goku Fubuki-hime, and Goku Bushinyan. Presumably those will be avaiable eventually.

The “Goku” in their names is 極/Goku, which isn’t really a full word on it’s own, from what I understand, and the clostest translation I could offer is something like “extreme” or “immense”. And before anyone asks, it has nothing to do with 悟空/Gokū, the name of a certain DBZ main character you might’ve heard of.

But yes, onto translations.

Bolded is the original Japanese; for reference and in case someone who is better at Japanese than I reads this, and feels like correcting something.

Bolded and italicized is my translation.

(Number) Indicates I got a specific comment to make on that part in the translation notes.

Please keep in mind that I’m a beginner when it comes to Japanese, so it’s possible that I make mistakes, too.

Creation of the Goku Yōmakai Tournament:

Great King Enma: みなのもの！ Everyone!

Great King Enma: 妖怪ワールド最強を決めるエンマ武道会をここに開催す...！ In order to determine who the strongest in the Yōkai World is, The Enma Martial Arts Tournament will be held here...!

-: その瞬間刃が飛んでくるがエンマ大王はとっさにかわした！ That moment, a blade flies forth, and the Great King Enma swiftly dodges it!

???: フッ… よくかわしましたね。さすが��エンマ大王。 Heh... Well, done. As expected of the Great King Enma.

Great King Enma: だれだ！？エンマ武道会の開催中だぞ！ Who are you!? We are in the middle of holding the Enma Martial Arts Tournament!

???: 私の名は輪廻。 My name is Rinne. (1)

Rinne: 武道会ですか… これはちょどいい。 A Martial Arts Tournament, huh...? That is just perfect.

Rinne: 私の名においてこの大会を… In the name of myself, I shall change this tournament...

Rinne: 極妖魔界トーナメントに変更します。 Into the Goku Yōmakai Tournament.

Great King Enma: なんだと！？ What!?

Rinne: 極オロチ。あなたの出番ですよ。 Goku Orochi. It is your turn.

Goku Orochi: …感謝するぞ輪廻。復讐の機会を与えてくれてな…。 ...You have my thanks, Rinne. You've given me the opportunity to get my revenge...

Goku Orochi: トーナメントで優勝したものは俺と戦え。 The one to win the tournament will fight me.

Goku Orochi: 俺を止められなければエンマ大王の命もらいうける！ If you cannot stop me, I will take the Great King Enma's life!

Great King Enma: 誰だか知らないがおもしろい。うけて立とうじゃないか。 I don't know who you are, but this is interesting. Guess I'll accept.

Rinne: フフッいい心がけです。 Hehe, a good attitude to have.

Rinne: では極妖魔界トーナメントのルールはこうです… Now then, the rules of the Goku Yōmakai Tournament are as follows...

Note:

This character’s name 輪廻/rinne is the Japanese word for the concept of Saṃsāra.

The Goku Yōkai actually get their own little app in the menu:

It provides a small overview of all the members of their group:

Right now you can only take a closer look at Goku Orochi, but it’s likely the others will be available eventually.

Among other things, it has a bit of artwork:

But some of it needs to be unlocked by befirending or leveling him up first:

(Edit: I now have translations of those unlockable images up.)

It also features little “movies” you can watch, which serve as basic intros to the group and the characters:

Next I will translate the two that can be watched as of right now.

Note though that going by Goku Orochi, the ones on the individual characters are really short and simple.

Goku Yōkai Introduction Movie:

極妖怪参戦 Entry of the Goku Yōkai

「妖怪にはいたずらする妖怪はいても本当に悪い妖怪はいない。」 "While there are mischievous yōkai among them, there are no truly bad yōkai."

「本当に悪い妖怪」は妖魔界の奥底、牢獄に捕らえられていた。 The "truly bad yōkai" have been captured and put into a prison deep within the Yōmakai.

しかしある者によって牢獄は破られ「本当に悪い妖怪」たちが解き放たれる。 However, the prison was breached by someone, and "truly bad yōkai" were unleashed.

牢獄を破った者は輪廻と名乗った。 The one who had unleashed them was called Rinne.

すべてが謎につつまれている不気味な妖怪だ。 An eerie yōkai completely wrapped in mystery.

輪廻は解き放った妖怪たちをひきいて自分たちを否定した妖魔界とエンマ大王に復讐する。 Rinne led the unleashed yōkai, to take revenge on the Yōmakai and the Great King Enma, who had denied them.

悪を極めし妖怪たち。 Yōkai who take evil to the extreme. (1)

その名は- They are called-

極妖怪 Goku Yōkai

Note:

What I translated as “to the extreme” here is 極めし/kiwameshi also features the 極/Goku kanji that is part of the Goku Yōkai‘s names.

Goku Orochi Introduction Movie:

解き放った暗殺者〜極オロチ〜 The Unleashed Assassin ~Goku Orochi~

赤月 Red Moon

極オロチ Goku Orochi

牢獄 Prison

脱して向かうは王の元 Escaped, and heading for the king.

As I mentioned above, after you win a tournament, there appears to be a chance that Goku Orochi will appear, after which you can battle him once.

From what I cant tell there is three different texts he will say:

What he says when he shows up the first time.

What he says when he shows up any time after that.

What he says when you finish a battle with him.

So, next I will translate those pieces of text.

Goku Orochi Appears (First Time):

Goku Orochi: 俺の名は極オロチ…。 My name is Goku Orochi...

Goku Orochi: これから消えるものに名乗っても意味はないがな…。 Though there is no point in revealing my name to someone who is about to disappear...

Great King Enma: ずいぶんと大口を叩くじゃないか。 That's pretty big talk coming from you there.

Goku Orochi: その命もらいうける。 I will take your life.

Goku Orochi Appears (Second Time and Onwards):

Goku Orochi: お前が優勝者か…。 You are the winner, huh...

Goku Orochi: 我が暗殺術にいつまで耐えられるかな？ How long will you be able to withstand my assassination techniques?

Goku Orochi: 俺を仲間にしたければ打ち破ってみせろ！ If you want me be to become your ally, you have to break through it!

After Battling Goku Orochi:

Goku Orochi: フッ… まだこんなものではないぞ。 Hmph... No, not yet.

Goku Orochi: 俺の復讐は終わってはいない。 My revenge is not finished yet.

Goku Orochi: 優勝したら相手になってやる。 If you win a tournament, I will be your opponent.

Befriending Goku Orochi:

Goku Orochi: 俺の力を借りたいのか？ならば俺の後ろには立つな…。 You want me to lend you my power? In that case, do not stand behind me... (1)

Note:

This line may or may not be a reference to Golgo 13? From what I have read, "Don't stand behind him, if you value your life." was a tagline from its anime adaptation, and “Do not stand behind me...” is something the titular character, who is an assassin, has said himself at least once. I haven’t read or watched it myself though.

Goku Orochi Bio:

暗殺術を極めし者。その暗殺術をおそれられ牢獄に封印されていた。突如牢より解き放たれた極オロチの目指す先は…。 A master of assassination techniques. (1) Due to fear of those assassination techniques, he was sealed in a prison. Suddenly unleashed from it, Goku Orochi's destination is...

Note:

What I translated as “a master of” here also features the 極/Goku kanji that is part of the Goku Yōkai‘s names.

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setsunatama3 · 5 years ago

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Chapter 2: a new beginning

AN/ So hope is the second chapter will come out with out any errors fingers crossed if not let me know

Note edited 10/12/19

Chapter 2: a new beginning

Naruto and Sarada are traveling the streets of Vale, one with confidence in her stride the other mopping with a pout.

I can't believe I am doing this.naruto grumbled as they approached the bullhead station. A chuckle Kurama replied with, "I do believe it was the blackmail she has on you. Sasuke sure is keeping an eye on you from beyond the grave."

Whatever he huffed with disdain. As he kept pace with Sarada.

"Well, you shouldn't have drunk that hootch that Gamakichi and Gamatatsu made!" Sarada exclaimed with a menacing smile. "Besides, you owe me for when you mpphmphhmp. "shhhhshhhhh," Naruto exclaimed. "you promised that you wouldn't talk about that; it's why I let you come with me in the first place," Naruto said. While covering her mouth with his hands.

During the ride to Beacon, Naruto reflected on how much time had passed. It had been about two years and in that time. Even their appearances changed in that time he now wore black pants, a simple shirt with the Uzumaki spiral in the center covered by a new flak jacket and his high collared haori with the Uzumaki crest on both shoulders and back and shinobi sandals. And Kurama was draped around his neck like a fur scarf. Sarada, while still wearing her glasses, changed most growing out her hair till mid-back and tied in a loose ponytail. Now wearing elbow-length fingerless gloves with steel plates on the back a qipao style dress with short tights on fishnet stockings and shinobi style knee length open-toed heels. And several belts around her waist and a large medical pouch strapped to them now wielding her father's chokutō and topping it all of with a vest. But her most noticeable change was the now complete Byakugō no In on her forehead. They had gone from not being able to even read to now having an information network and several informants and clones out in the world. To find out this world is in more turmoil then there's was when he left.

With the Biju coming along at the very least, the elemental nations lost a significant source of its conflict. Surprisingly, four of the nine Bijuu agreed to be sealed into Sarada to look after her. It was the only way he let her come blackmail or not.when they split the Bijuu Kurama, Gyūki, Shukaku, Son Gokū, and Saiken. Where all sealed into him and Sarada had formed a bond with and had Matatabi, Isobu, Kokuō, and Chōmei sealed into herself.

A deep and shrill voice shouted out in Naruto's head. "we're here, can we kill something now." Shukaku said, positively brimming with excitement. Breaking naruto out of his daze.

Kurama grumbled, "how just how did you tame him? To think I am starting to miss the psychotic kill-crazy little brother I had."

"Naru, please can we just a little we don't even have to kill them all the way only a little maiming between new friends." Shukaku pleaded

Huffing naruto replied, "Shu, you know we have talked about this."

Shukaku interrupted, saying. "I know I know just because I like murder doesn't mean I need to even if it's fun to get the bad guys."

Sarada yelled to hurry up, "or we're going to be late," grabbing his hand and pulling him along

Making it to the primary office, they then met the intimidating figure of one Glynda Goodwitch.

Who glared at the two and let out a short ", your late".gripping her riding crop, she then said your four minutes late; is this what we can expect from you as potential students of Beacon?

Sarada bowed and said, "we're so sorry for being late."Forcing Naruto to bow with her by gripping his head and nearly slamming him into the ground with considerable strength.

"Follow me," was the only reply they got in response.leading them to the elevators and taking the pair to the headmaster's office.glynda then knocked on the door only to get no answer after a moment. She then opened the door only to seem more irritated than before.

Naruto then laughed, saying, "there's no one here." Only to stop when he heard the sound of the riding crop in Glynda's hand as she bent it at an angle that was sure to break it. Glynda then let out a clipped "I see that I WILL find HIM!" Grunting out a, "please excuse me," at the end. And left to find the missing headmaster Ozpin. Departing the two to wait in his office.

Flashing her Sharingan around the room, Sarada then signaled to naruto, who then nodded his head ever so slightly. Signifying that he knew as well and had sensed the hidden person the moment he walked in the building. Sighing Naruto said, "you can come out now. She's gonna be pissed when she finds out that you were here the whole time."

Ozpin now thoroughly supprised pushed open the hidden compartment with is can and strode out to the pair greeting the pair with a hello and asking them to sit.

Complying and sitting in the chairs provided.

A moment passed before Ozpin spoke. "I don't usually do this accepting these late applications, I mean, especially ones that have no previous school records. But what exactly makes you think the two of you are worthy of joining these hallowed halls of Beacon?"

Naruto then responded; first, "it's always been my dream to help people, and I know that the best way to do that is to be a Huntsman. To break the cycle of hatred, that's a dream that has been passed to me. From my godfather and grandfather before him as well."

"Excuse me, Mr. Uzumaki, but can u elaborate what you mean precisely?" Ozpin asked.

Naruto then smiled and said. "To me, the best way to describe it is with what my grandfather used to call it. He called it the will of fire; it states that the entire village is like a large family unit and every huntsman with the Will of Fire loves, believes, cherishes, and fights to protect the people, as previous generations had done before them. In other words, love is the path to peace.heh, the old man also would ask me if I knew what the king was, but I never did figure out that one until after he passed."Naruto expressed with a melancholic look on his face.

Ozpin then said. "Can you tell me what you think the king is then?"

Naruto then said." Ya know thinking back on it now it's kinda obvious is it not. The king is the future generations that we must protect."

Ozpin then interlaced his fingers and let out, "I see," with a barely noticeable smile on his face.

"Ms. Uchiha, and you?" Ozpin said, directing his gaze on her.

She then said while blushing. "Ever since I was a child, there was someone I looked up to he always strived to help people and encouraged everyone to do there best while showing his will of fire in his own unique way. By trying to make bonds with everyone even if they're his enemies. I once asked why, and he said to me, everyone has someone precious to them. And hating someone just cause their the enemy is a waste of time. It just means that's someone who is not a friend yet. So I want to help people and make more bonds while I am at it." finishing her statement with a smile.

"Thank you both that was very good both of you we will now move onto the aura and semblance test. Can the two of you show or explain your semblance if it's not dangerous?" Ozpin asked while moving to open a drawer to pull out an aura scale and set it on the floor.

"We both have a contract semblance with guardian spirits due to our families being distant relatives," Sarada explained. "Can you elaborate, Ms. Uchiha?" Ozpin asked her while returning to his desk.

"Yes, while similar, our Sembalence has slight differences. While closing her eyes and opening them, my family's hereditary Sembalence gives me enhanced perception. I often find there is little I can't see with these eyes of mine. It's also rare for people of my family to have more than 2 or 3 spirits, but because of my high aura levels, I have four." She said while standing and placing her hand on her stomach. With a twist of that hand, the four spirits Matatabi, Isobu, Kokuō, and Chōmei, appeared. Each guardian reveals an ability to us over time and by how much we bond with them. Sarada explains while adjusting her glasses and deactivating her Sharingan.

"Mr. Uzumaki, I can assume your abilities are quite similar to Ms. Uchiha here? "Ozpin asked, directing his attention to Naruto.

"Similar yes, my family was gifted with vast amounts of aura, stamina, and regeneration. I have five guardians, and the abilities I have gained from them are a bit much for our current setting." Naruto explained while standing, and with the same motion, Gyūki, Shukaku, Son Gokū, and Saiken appeared. "Mr. Uzumaki, I only count four; the fifth one is?" Ozpin questioned with a raised eyebrow. Only for what he assumed was a fur scarf to open its eyes and yawn before hopping off his perch. Trotting lithely over next to the other Biju. "Well, that certainly is surprising. We can now move on to the aura measurement test," Ozpin stated.

"Just out of curiosity, just what is the average score here? You know so I can see what I am going for. "Naruto asked while rubbing the back of his head nervously.

"Mr. Uzumaki, on average, the first-years score about anywhere from 200 to 400 and upperclassmen will score from 600 to 800, and the average huntsman will score from 1000 to 4000.but you should not worry about your aura score it's only a marker of where your aura levels currently are. Now to use the device, you simply need to channel your aura into the device once you step on it. The device will do the rest," Ozpin stated.

" Alright, I can to this Dattebayo," Naruto exclaimed while stepping on to the scale only for it to immediately read error and start smoking. Panicking internally, Naruto thought to himself. Fuck fuck fuck what I do!what do I do!

"Umm, this scale is clearly defective!?" Naruto quickly said without thinking.

This statement caused a mixed reaction from the Biju laughing hysterically and Kurama's snarky comment; "ha! You really should have seen this coming with all of us out that scale is reading all of our combined chakras. Of course, this would happen, hahahahaha! "

To Sarada facepalming.

To Ozpin's sarcastic, "yes, I can see that."

Getting up, Ozpin walked over to the wall on his left and press on a panel that opened a drawer. Hefting a massive and ornate older scale from the drawer set it on the floor. He then asked Naruto to use the older-looking scale.

Taking Kurama's words into consideration, he then sealed away the other four Biju and suppressed his chakra to its barest amount then stepped on to the scale. The new scale then read 9500 points. Shocking Ozpin at the number. And causing Kurama to burst out laughing internally.

Cackling with glee Kurama and Shukaku said in unison. "after all the decades of training and in chakra control, and this is the best you can do. You nearly tripled the average score of a professional huntsman!" Huffing naruto Stepped off the scale for Sarada's turn naruto then asked. "Are you sure this thing is working, right?"

Casually taking a sip of his ever-present coffee, Ozpin took it in stride and replied. "Yes, Mr. Uzumaki, I can assure you it is working just fine. Ms. Uchiha, if you would please step on to the scale."

Nodding Sarada sealed her four Biju then stepped onto the scale. With the perfect chakra control afforded to her thanks to her mastery of the Byakugō, no In.the scale read a modest 950 points compared to naruto's Ludacris 9500. Naruto, still trying to come up with an excuse for his high number, blurted out the first thing that came to mind."Our semblance must affect the scale somehow."

"Hmm, that certainly could be possible," Ozpin said sarcastically. "But if possible, could your fox step on the scale?" The professor asked.

"That sounds like a horrible idea," a paling naruto asserted immediately. "And why is that?" the professor asked.

"Because he is a mass of energy and aura. And, I would hate for him to break your fancy scale." Naruto said in an attempt to defend himself.

The headmaster looked at the blonde dryly and said, "Humor me."

With that before Naruto could respond, Kurama hopped onto the scale then quickly stepped off. Now one might question why Kurama left the scale so quickly. When it took about 10 seconds for it to give a proper readout. But upon observation, the answer was quite simple.

The scale was on fire...

#the maelstrom of remnant #naruto #rwby #crossover #fanfiction

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rockysavannah · 7 years ago

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Bulma vs Chi-Chi! A Baby Shower Burping Contest!

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This is my part of a trade with Jokermask18/JWAPPEL. Sorry for being late and making longer than you asked. I hope that you like it. Any constructive criticism in the comments section is welcome. I finished writing this at 4 in the morning, so I, in my tired state, likely made some errors.

(A/N: This is my part of a trade with Jokermask18 A.K.A. JWAPPEL.)

Bulma was feeling elated as of late. Following the debacle with Goku Black, she had learned that she was pregnant with a second child. To celebrate, Chi-Chi had come over to the Capsule Corporation for lunch. Bulma’s mom, Panchy, had whipped up a large buffet, assuming that Chi-Chi was bringing along her husband and sons. Nonetheless, the inventor and the Ox-Princess were busy enjoying the spread laid out before them. Bulma was helping herself to a strawberry parfait, licking a dollop of whipped cream that landed on her lips. The glazed strawberry syrup on top of the dessert enhanced the taste of the actual fruit, making her moan in pleasure when she consumed it as well.

Meanwhile, Chi-Chi plucked some dumplings into her mouth. Tangy chicken meat filled the dumplings, and they burst with flavor inside her mouth as she chewed them thoroughly. However, it felt a little dry, so she decided to grab some type of beverage that would moisten her parched throat. The daughter of the Gyū Maō searched for a bit before settling on a cherry soda. She cracked open the top and chugged down about a quarter of the can. When she removed the can from her lips, she felt a bubbling sensation in her stomach, culminating in a ball of gas ejecting from her mouth.

“*BBBBEEELLLCCCHHH!*”

Chi-Chi’s belch was one-second-long and loud enough to grab Bulma’s attention from the other side of the table. “Excuse me.” The matriarch of the Son household apologized as she blushed and covered her mouth.

However, before Bulma could respond, her own crude exhaust of gas caught the genius off guard. It carried the scent of strawberries, and matched Chi-Chi’s in terms of length and volume. Unlike her guest though, she responded differently. “Hehehe… Guess I ate too fast.”

Bulma’s reaction caused Chi-Chi’s eyes to widen in surprise. “Bulma, we should show better manners than this.” She advised.

Bulma gave a relaxed smile. “I don’t see why, Chi-Chi. There’s no one else here except my mom and she doesn’t care.” Then she flashed a smirk. “In fact, I have an idea.”

“What’s that?”

“Let’s have a burping contest.” Bulma suggested, picking up a can of Jetap. “It could be fun.”

Chi-Chi’s blush deepened and she shifted her eyes away from her long-time compatriot. “I-I’m still not sure. It’s so unladylike.”

Bulma rolled her eyes and popped open the top of her can, swallowing half of the beer inside. After finishing, she wiped her mouth with her left arm and burp-spoke. “*SSSOO WWHHAAAATTT?!*” The alcohol-laced oxygen wafted over toward the rural homemaker, making her flinch when she took a quick whiff. This made Bulma giggle a bit. “Come on, Chi-Chi. It’s not often that we can just let loose like this. We’re too busy taking care of our families. Please give it a shot.” She requested.

Chi-Chi pondered the situation before making her decision. “Okay. I have been feeling a bit stressed out lately, so this might be a good, if juvenile, way to take my mind off of it.” She agreed.

Bulma grinned. “Great, so we belch until we can’t belch anymore. The loser is whoever runs out of gas first.”

“Deal.” Chi-Chi agreed, before resuming chugging her sugary soft drink, an action that Bulma mimicked with her alcoholic one. Although Bulma had less to drink, Chi-Chi’s slight head start and general desire to win helped her finish her can first. However, Chi-Chi chose not to through the first punch, so to speak; instead, opting to scarf down more solid food to give her gas some more ‘flavor’.

Not one to pass up an opportunity, the Princess of Saiyans proceeded to belt out a battalion of belches, each one raunchier than the last. She ceased following the fourth one, thinking that she might vomit otherwise, and took a break. Chi-Chi no doubt heard Bulma’s burps and was somewhat impressed. The forty-eight-year-old would be tough to beat if she could do that much with that little food. Fortunately, Chi-Chi was rectifying that by heaving stacks of fluffy flapjacks and slices of gooey pizza down her gullet. Her taste buds experiencing a bizarre combination of textures as the melted cheese and viscous honey mixed into homologous slurry over her tongue. Though Chi-Chi squirmed, she also smacked her lips, as the taste was not as bad as she had anticipated.

“Well, here goes nothing.” Chi-Chi inhaled deeply, stoking the fires burning in her belly, and effortlessly unleashed an epic eructation. It echoed across the room, dwarfing all previous gaseous outbursts in odor, duration, and volume. A couple wine glasses even vibrated from the belch’s power. Bulma stared at her opponent, slack-jawed.

“Whoa… Good one.” She admitted.

“Thanks,” The husband of Son Gokū replied, then smirked. “But I doubt that this is over.”

Bulma returned the facial expression. “Nope, not by a long shot!”

And so, the competition continued. Bulma had resumed wolfing down food and was currently demolishing instant noodles in a bowl half the circumference of a medicine ball. Her loud slurping, chomping, and gulping would have brought to mind images of her son and husband gorging on her cooking, rather than she doing it on that of her own mother’s. Chi-Chi preoccupied herself with the devouring of burgers stacked in a pyramid. The ebony-haired woman began at the top so she would not bring about the collapse the entire structure, and brought about the monument’s ruin from the inside out. Stains of ketchup, mustard, and mayonnaise were slathered all over her face and dress, though she paid it no heed as both women were to engrossed with the contest to care for things like that. Thirty minutes had passed since the start of the contest, leading to the devastation of the totality of the delicacies in the process, which had an effect on their figures. Both females gained food babies that made each appear to be in the early stages of pregnancy (even though one of them already was), and Chi-Chi just barely edged out Bulma for the honor of sporting the heftier beer gut (although most of the actual beer resided in Bulma’s abdomen). Another consequence to the partially unintentional stuffing contest was that they had a harder time trying to move. On the other hand, movement was not essential to winning the main competition.

Nevertheless, while Chi-Chi had a marginal victory over the woman with violet locks, the opposite held true when it came to gas. For every powerful expulsion of gas that blasted through Chi-Chi’s flapping lips, Bulma shot out rapid-fire eructations that lacked relative power, but compensated with greater frequency and numbers. It was a battle of quality against quantity, though Bulma had a plan to succeed. While Chi-Chi was launching truly intimidating eruptions, she was burning through too much gas. Inversely, Bulma method was to keep her puffs of gas smaller in order to reduce the amount of gas lost with each burp. After all, the point was to retain the most gas last, and Bulma had the advantage in the regard, if only by a hair or so. These guttural roars rang throughout the building for another ten minutes, until at last a conclusive winner was determined.

“*BBUUURRRPpppppppp….*” Chi-Chi emitted a burp that started out strong, but diminished with time.

Bulma gave her a sly grin. “*HURRRRPP!*” Her belch, while not has dragged out, at least had a consistent volume.

Chi-Chi went again, hoping to do better this time. “I’m not done yet.” She sucked in, expanding her already packed paunch to painful levels, and let out everything she had. “*urp…*” It was the most pitiful puff of gas that either woman had ever heard. Calling it a hiccup would be a stretch, let alone a burp, as it lacked the length, power, and stink to both to refer to as such.

Chi-Chi blushed in embarrassment while Bulma was giving a great belly laugh. “Hahaha! That was precious!”

“Will you just go, already?” The blood-born royal figure asked, irritated, to which Bulma complied.

“Check this out.” She stated before sucking in air and forcing out a belch that, while pathetic in comparison to her previous attempts, were still on par with what an average human could muster, which was more than could be said for Chi-Chi.

Chi-Chi scowled at her adversary, and tried to force out a burp comparable to her earlier ones, but literally, nothing happened. Her eye wide in disbelief, the Son matriarch tried repeatedly and produced nothing. Bulma smug smile grew before thumping her chest and letting fly her own belch. This was weaker than her last one, but still superior to Chi-Chi’s previous attempt. However, it was not much to end on, Bulma technically won the contest, albeit based on conditions that she herself established. Still, she was not going to let that dampen her victory and she would celebrate with a dance if not for her heavy abdominal area weighing her down. Chi-Chi was not doing so well though, feeling like she was hustled in a way.

“Great, you won. So, what now?” She inquired through a scowl.

Bulma stopped for a moment to think. “Nothing, I guess. I was just trying to not be bored.” She admitted with a shrug.

Chi-Chi just huffed in disappointment, but that expression changed when she laid eyes upon something. Bulma was confused by the mood swing, though it became understandable as she followed her line of sight and saw something that made her jaw drop a second time.

“MOM?!”

Panchy had entered the home, her own belly taut with food, and greeted her daughter and friend. “Hello, Sweetie. I’ve just been watching you two eat, and that made me hungry, so I decided to have my own private lunch. The whole time I was eating though, I heard these strange noises coming from the other room, so I wanted to check it out.” As she exposited, she motioned closer to her daughter who was beginning to get nervous. Her mother’s stomach was larger than both hers and Chi-Chi’s combined. “I’ve noticed that you two were letting out these large belches and looking so happy doing so, but you appeared a bit too happy, young lady.” The tail end of the statement conveyed an ominous tone.

Bulma gulped nervously. “Well, Mom, it was nice talking to you, but I really should be going. Dad probably wants my help with one of his inventions.” She tried to vamoose, but the anchor that was her gut nixed that plan. Her efforts were further foiled when Panchy resting her superior stomach on top of hers, making her feel like she might fall through the chair.

“Ahh, but I like our chat, and it’d be rude to end it so abruptly. Now as I was saying, you were acting rather boastful and rude while you were busy burping and stuffing yourself silly, and while I agree that they are a lot of fun, it’s no excuse to act like such a brat; especially, with another bundle of joy on its way here soon.” The blonde-haired woman’s baby blue eyes were open and locked on those of her daughter and her scarlet lips curled into a devious smirk that rivaled those of the Saiyan prince. “So, for such haughty behavior, I feel that you need to be disciplined, and I know the perfect way to do it.” Before Bulma could question her mother’s actions, Panchy began breathing in oxygen like a vacuum cleaner, expanding her globular gut even more. The weight of two bountiful bellies was almost more than the rest of Bulma’s body could handle and she wanted to know her mom’s endgame. Oh, how she would regret her desire soon.

When Panchy’s stomach had reached its maximum capacity, it was twice its previous size, burying Bulma under even more flab. The wife of the richest man in the world then leaned her head forward until she was merely five inches away from her daughter’s face. Said daughter was now sweating bullets, scared of what was to come. Panchy opened her mouth into an “O” shape, and just let it all out.

“*BBBBBBOOOOOOUUURRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPP!*”

By far greater than every previous one, Panchy’s powerful expulsion of gas actually shattered the windows in the room, as well as the wine glasses. It reeked of hotdogs, sodas, cakes, lasagna, and other miscellaneous treats, forcing Bulma to shield her nose; the burp clocked in at a staggering eight seconds, longer than any of the other two woman’s; Bulma’s hair was blown back by the sheer power of the eructation. When it finally ended. Bulma was trying to fight back tears from the retched stench that lingered in the air.

“Hmhmhm… It appears that you can dish it out, but you can’t take it.” Panchy taunted playfully.

Chi-Chi’s pupils dilated as she bore witness to the epic eructation emitted by the dainty golden-haired woman. Never would she have imagined a sight like that. Bulma, for her part, was fighting back the urge to slide into unconsciousness. She felt so puny, now in terms of her tummy and her burps. It was like she was a rookie being schooled by a master. The dollop of whipped cream on her humble pie was the completely innocent, childish giggle that people would associate with her mother far more.

“Now, I take it that you’ve learned your lesson.” Panchy stated.

Bulma could merely nod meekly, firmly afraid of her mom for the first time in her life.

“Good, now I trust that you’ll be more respectful to any guests in our house from now on, right?”

Again, a small nod was the purple-haired woman’s response.

“Great.” Then, the surprisingly intimidating blonde-haired woman turned her attention to Chi-Chi, who shared Bulma’s newly found fear. “As for you, Chi-Chi, I’m touched that you want to celebrate my daughter’s pregnancy and indulged in her little contest, but you shouldn’t let her goad you into participating in something that you don’t want to.” Panchy advised.

Chi-Chi internally sighed in relief. “I appreciate the thought, Mrs. Brief, but I honestly enjoyed myself today.”

Panchy conceded her statement with a nod of her own and left to get seconds. As for the other mothers, they would have to wait until their bodies had processed enough food to enable them to move more easily. Until then, they’d have to make due sitting in place and making small talk.

“So, Bulma…” Chi-Chi began.

“Hmm?” The scientist responded, still in a daze.

“Have you thought of any baby names, yet?” Chi-Chi asked.

Bulma had to pause for a bit before answering. “Well, this sounds pretty weird, but I was thinking about ‘Bra.’”

Chi-Chi took pause as well before replying. “Huh, for some reason, I thought it would be ‘Bulla.’”

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