Trunks had grown to the width of a football field and the height of a large building. His arms and legs had completely vanished into his massive spherical body. Only his head remained visible now from the top.
He felt so close to bursting as he heard stretching sounds in his body, and not even his elastic clothing could be able to save him from this.
He finally stopped growing to his huge relief, but what was he supposed to do now?
He was just stuck like this and as a giant ball of flesh, he was downright immobile, and weighed thousands of pounds, with a giant, wide belly, his sausage arms and his feet impossible to see.
He then felt something, or someone poking him on his belly, and he knew that energy signature anywhere.
“HEY, TRUNKS!” his half-Saiyan best friend yelled as he flew up to his face, landing on one of his many layers of flesh.
“Oh... hey, Goten...” he whispered, embarrassed his best friend had to see him like this, but it was better than his parents at least.
“You’re so big,” Goten mused. “What happened?”
“I don’t know, I just ate some purple apple, and this happened.”
“Oh, right. Mommy told me you aren’t supposed to eat those,” the Son child chuckled, as Trunks rolled his eyes in annoyance. “I can see why.”
“But she did tell me to get you smaller, someone else has to step in and take some of this... uh...”
“Fat?”
“Yeah, that.”
So, Goten put both of his hands on Trunks’ flesh for a few seconds, rubbing it a bit before his hands sparked, signaling him to back up and let go, and he did just that, as Trunks seemingly shrank halfway from his previous size, but it was still very hard to move.
What he just noticed now, was Goten becoming the same size as him now, but his clothes had the unfortunate fate of being shredded since his weren’t elastic like Trunks.
They were both now as high as the tallest tree.
“Well now what, Goten? We still can’t move.”
“Well...”