Trunks sat at home, moping at the fact that yet again he and Goten had plans, only for his best friend to ditch him yet again for a date. It happened time and time again, Trunks would escape from his duties at Capsule Corporation, make plans with Goten, and then Goten would never turn up, returning to his parents house drunk after hooking up with a girl. Trunks had to admit, he was jealous, jealous that he couldn't get a date. Goten seemed to do it with ease, yet here he was single. Partly, jealous that they got to spend time with Goten.
During his jealous moping, he wondered about solutions to his problem. He was handsome, rich, and strong, shouldn't girls be all about that? His mother always told him to be himself, but it never seemed to work. All the girls went for Goten, if only he could get rid of whatever it was girls wanted in Goten. Then, an idea came to him, if girls wanted Goten all the time, all he had to do was turn him into one. Trunks thought the idea was brilliant, and set off collecting the Dragon Balls.
Stealing his mother's Dragon Radar, Trunks left home, quickly flying towards the nearest location, out in the wilderness where Maijin Buu had first appeared. It was a simple matter of picking it up where the five star ball lay in the grass, before heading off for the next one. As he flew, he thought to himself what a female Goten would look like, and quickly found himself entranced by his own mind. Long dark hair, a petulant mouth, soft eyes, Trunks had to shake himself and focus.
The next closest turned out to be the seven star ball, just under Korrin's tower. He picked it up, storing it in a backpack he had brought along, then flew off to the next one, the three star ball, deep within the ocean. Lucky he was half Saiyan, only humans the level of Krillin, Yamcha and Tien would be able to withstand the pressure, and hold their breath long enough to grab it. 3 down, 4 to go. The next ones would take some time, as he had to adjust the radar to find them properly.
The next ball, with only a single star, lay where the Cell Games had happened. Trunks always heard tales of his alternate future counterpart. He felt sometimes that he was being compared, that he couldn't live up to the force that was the Other Trunks. Still, he had one thing he was sure the other Trunks would never have, a girlfriend waiting for him. All he had to do was make the wishes. Picking up the one star ball, he flew for what seemed like an hour before finding the six star ball in the middle of a forest..
He had to fly back home to grab the two star ball. His mother had thought about using the Dragon Balls a while ago, but never got around to it, instead drifting onto other projects after only collecting one. This left only one, the four star ball, and he had an awkward feeling he knew where it was.
It was even more awkward knocking on Goku's door, and being confronted with the woman who's son he planned to transform. "Hi Chi Chi, can't stay long, I've been looking for the Dragon Balls and I think I tracked one here." Chi Chi was understanding, and quickly handed him the four star ball. "Have fun, and go find Goten later, he needs a talking too with how often he comes home drunk."
Sweating like never before, he nodded, and left before he gave up his lusty desires in fear of Goku somehow finding out, or worse, Chi Chi. Traveling to the middle of nowhere, he placed the Dragon Balls together, and called for Shenron. "Eternal Dragon, by your name, I summon you forth: Shenron!" He screamed, and watched in awe and suspense as the almighty dragon rose from the balls, turning the sky dark and thunderous, while looming over the landscape. "Why have you summoned me? State your wishes, so that I may grant them."
"Almighty Shenron, I humbly wish that the man known as Son Goten was transformed into a woman. I wish that she was in love with me, and finally, that everyone, including myself, to have always known Goten as a woman." Trunks said. The guilt was at its peak, but he would finally have a girlfriend.
Shenron was not one to judge wishes, as such, Trunks' wish was granted, and the purple haired man stood there silently. He could not remember what he had wished for, only that he had also wished to forget it. Snapping back to reality, he took off towards the mountains, intending to visit Goten.
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