This choice: Meanwhile, with the androids. • Go Back...Chapter #8Meanwhile, with the androids. by: marioman   Elsewhere, in a city scarred by the Androids’ “fun”, the two obese destructors sat at a fast food restaurant, where a terrified employee brought them a huge tray filled with burgers, fries, and milkshakes.
“Hmm, I guess this will do for now.” 17 said smugly, giving the pathetic human an evil smile.
“You’d better make more though.” 18 added. “Otherwise, we may have to seek… other ways to fill our bellies.”
The employee nodded before running back to the kitchen like a frightened mouse. The Androids often made threats about eating people, but they were always empty as they usually got a ton of food out of it, plus it was more efficient to just collapse a building on these weaklings anyway. Though neither 17 nor 18 were opposed to the idea of eating them…
17 and 18 had grown quite a bit in the years since their victory over the Z fighters, each of them now looking to weigh somewhere around seven to eight hundred pounds (by human standards anyway, with their robot parts they weighed a lot more than that), with huge asses and bellies as big as monster truck tires. Amazingly their clothes were able to stretch for the most part along with their growing bodies, another special addition from Dr. Gero, but even then their bellies hung out for all to see. They didn’t care though, in fact they considered their huge stomachs a point of pride, a symbol for their amazing power. None could stand up to the power of the obese Androids. All except for Gohan, that annoying human who kept trying to destroy them, even daring to get fat like them.
As the gluttonous powerhouses fed on their greasy lardball feast, 17 briefly stopped to say “So I hear that Gohan human is training to fight us again.”
“Oh?” 18 said, giving an arched eyebrow to her twin. “You’re not afraid he’ll beat us, are you?”
“Hardly.” 17 answered. “Even with all his power and fat, there’s no way he can stop the androids. Still, he is getting to be quite a pest.”
“I don’t know, I find him kind of cute.” 18 said. “Maybe we could keep him as a pet and make him watch us destroy the world.”
The two fatsos had a good laugh at this idea, before getting back to their meal. They figured the weak humans in the kitchen must be doing everything in their power to keep them fed, so as to not become lunch for the androids themselves…  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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