Isshin was greeted by a loud belch when he entered the house. He planned to surprised his son by coming home from vacation early to spend quality time with him. He heard a rather big fart as he headed to the living room. "Hey Ichi I'm home a little early. How are you?" He got no answer as he entered the living room, surprised by what he saw.
It looked like Ichigo hadn't really moved from the couch in a few weeks. The PJs he was wearing were highly disheveled. The top had so many good and drool stains and was slightly riding up his new hairy belly. Ichigo scratched his gut as he let out another fatt. "I'm hungry. Better get some food. Pizza sure sounds good right now." Ichigo rummaged around the couch looking for the phone. "Hey Ichigo what the hell is going on?" Ichigo finally noticed his dad standing there and smirked. The formula had given him some powers as well. "Oh hey dad. Everything is fine, you'll see." Isshin looked skeptical as Ichigo got up. Ichigo then proceeded to belch a cloud of green gas into his father's face, who then passed out. "When you get up things are going to be fun."
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