Gohan was about three years old when this whole thing started with his father being a hero and it was pretty crazy he had to with a little brother, amazed that he even had a sibling at all.
Now, two to three years later, something about them being in protective custody, his lifestyle had changed a lot.
They used to live in the quiet woods, but moved to a suburban area within a rural city, and the house was about two to three times bigger than their last one, which certainly helped things.
Chi-Chi had always overfed herself, Gohan and Goten to the absolute maximum, attempting to fatten her whole family up as much as possible, and they had to undergo temporary names.
Chi-Chi was now Cynthia Bailey, Gohan was Robin Bailey and Goten was Scott Bailey.
What’s more, almost constantly, there were one or two guards outside the house while there was another guard and a butler inside.
To ensure their protection heavily, Gohan and Goten couldn’t actually go to many places on their own besides school, and they usually weren’t allowed to have any visitors, excluding a few individuals, who managed to reach the word to Goku about the situation, and was able to drop by, but barely frequently and couldn’t stay for too long.
Plus, their food was always delivered to them, and taken in by the guards at the front door.
As for the family themselves, the matriarch was extremely fat, her weight being distributed across her frame almost evenly, with her biggest asset being her belly, and thanks to the wonders of the future, there were able to accommodate their growing sizes with proper clothing, as well as some made of a stretchy and indestructible material.
Speaking of which, the 750lbs woman was getting her eldest son ready for school, as she still wanted then to have some education, while she homeschooled Goten herself.
“Do I have to go to school, Mom?” sighed Gohan, as he got on his extra large clothing which fit him perfectly. The 600lbs boy with his shape could be best described as a bowling ball, with a giant belly that was a yard and a half in front of him, and the rest of his midsection being just as far spread out. He did have chubby cheeks and meaty arms and legs, but that was it.
He was actually wider than he was tall.
“I know it’s not the best thing Gohan, but Bulma said you’re going to need some social skills in your life eventually, but that doesn’t mean I’m not worried for you guys,” sighed Chi-Chi, as she fed Gohan a slice of homemade vanilla cake, which he accepted. There were still times where Chi-Chi was considering using the Dragon Balls but she didn’t want to stoop so low.
“Plus, Krillin is going to be driving you today, and thank goodness he bought a big car. Just be sure to act natural and not forget your fake name.”
Krillin was one of Goku’s oldest friends as far as Gohan knew, and he was also a dwarf, not something you see often.
Chi-Chi had then gotten out about a whole giant ice cream cake cut into equal parts and instructed Gohan to fit as many as he could in his belly. His face almost looked like a chipmunk’s as he continued to stuff his face and himself, but not to the point of bursting, which was impossible to reach thanks to Bulma’s pills.
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