Bulma head feels fuzzy, she clutch it as she wobble a bit, 'urg, why am i feeling like this?' She wondered as she fell down, landi g on her big butt as she yelp in pain, rubbing her bottom she pick up the gun, wo dering why isnt it working when she has a sudden urge to put it i her mouth, she bit the handle and suckle on it, drooling over it as her mind regressed with every second, soon the blue hair genious woman is now a mindless infant
Chichi huffed as she waited in the living room, Goten is here with her as he ran off with trunks to check out some toys, while the mother waited for Bulma, 'where is she? Being late is not polite ypu know' she stomped off as she decides to find her
Bulma was gigg,ing as she was on her back, kicking her legs in the air when someone found her
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