HOME | DD

Description
A mix of mechanical whirring and labored grunting echoed throughout the bowels of Washu's laboratory. Washu sat on her floating pillow, holo-screen up, furiously tapping away. Her daughter, the pirate Ryoko, was swiftly jogging on a treadmill suspended in mid air. This situation made all the more unusual due to their enormous, muscular frames. Washu sat cross legged and hunched, causing her to have a cube shaped silhouette. While not nearly as large, Ryoko's meaty form left her exerting far more effort than her usual lazy self would prefer. A series of wires ascending to the ceiling where connected to her arms, measuring her vitals.

"Huff, huff huff" she panted. "You know, huff, this would be easier if I could fly."

"Flying is not the point, Ryoko. I'm running tests." she snapped back.

A sense of frustration welled up within her. "Well then why do I gotta be the one on here. Can't Ayeka do it?!"

Washu finally looked up from her screen. "Ayeka's not here. No one is. Mihoshi and Kiyone are at GP headquarters. Ayeka and Sasami are visiting their family. Its just you and me trying to figure out exactly why we've all ballooned up into huge muscle blimps."
"Ok, then why aren't you on the treadmill?" she inquired, with only a hint of snark.

"Because I can't fit on the treadmill, have you SEEN me?" Washu gestured at her girthy form. "I'm lucky I can still move my arms. I already experimented with my own body, resulting in this wall of beef you see before you. We seem to have abnormal horomone levels, far exceeding natural peak growth stages. Even a resting state is causing our bodies to go into overdrive."

"You mean even if I don't do anything, I'm gonna wind up as big as you?"

"If this remains unchecked on a long enough time frame, yes."

"Uh oh." Ryoko had stopped running and was now hovering mid air.

"... what do you mean 'uh oh', Ryoko?"

"Uh ... nothing. Nevermind, I didn't say anything!"

"... Ryoko."

Ryoko continued to stare into the distance.

"Fine, I maaaay have seen Ayeka working out, clearly to steal Tenchi away from me. I tried to work out too, but it wasn't working. At least not fast enough. Then I ... I ... I can't tell you this."

"Ryoko, we don't have TIME for you to be embarassed."

"I may have found some black market muscle gainer. Ayeka may have started to ask questions. I might have accidentally dumped it in the lake. I don't know why EVERYONE is so big though!"

"Ryoko, where do you think our water supply comes from?"
She tapped her cheek, thinking it through. "Ah. Yeah. Good point. Well, maybe you can reverse engineer it, get us back on track. Don't shrink me too much though, still gotta be big for Tenchi." With a satisfied grin, she flexed her beefy bicep up to kiss it.

Washu's eyebrow cocked. "Tenchi does not have a muscle fetish."

"Wh-WHAT?!" she yelled.

Washu pulled up several tabs on her holo-screen and turned it to face Ryoko. "I've checked his browser history, it is, unfortunately, quite boring. Mostly carrot futures and home repair."

"... but Ayeka told me ..." Ryoko hunched her wide shoulders up and grimaced.

With some effort, Washu moved her arm, resting her head in her hand. "Where would Ayeka get an idea like that?"
_________________________________________________________________________

Meanwhile. On Jurai.

A glimmering emerald ocean stretched out across the horizon. A comforting, warm breeze carried ocean birds down the beach. The royal princesses, Ayeka and Sasami, were enjoying their vacation. Their enormous, muscular forms relaxed in the sun, fading in and out of pleasant naps on their beach chairs, which were struggling to support their weight.

Ayeka stretched her wide form, and yawned."You were right, Sasami. This is really quite lovely."

"Its nice to actually have a quiet day, sister. Though I wond ... Oh! Here comes grandma Seto!"

The tall, green haired matriarch of the family, the famed "Devil Princess of Jurai" swiftly moved across the sand and greeted her granddaughters.

"Ah, and if it isn't my lovely granddaughters!" She crouched down between them, her hands squeezing their gigantic shoulders. "My, how much you've grown! My girls sure are big and strong!"
Ayeka and Sasami shared an uneasy laugh you give to placate your family's jokes.

"We will have to catch up later, I've got some errands to run." She winked at Ayeka. "You girls keep up the good work!" Lady Seto disappeared over the dunes as fast as she came.
Sasami waved good by until Lady Seto was out of sight. "Do you have any idea what she's up to?" she asked.

"I never have any idea what she's up to. I try to ignore it since its usually trouble." Ayeka replied, returning to her nap.

Here's the third part of a comm series for of the various Tenchi gals being real beefed up. I haven't yet, but I plan to write one out for the old Mihoshi Kiyone one too.

Description
A mix of mechanical whirring and labored grunting echoed throughout the bowels of Washu's laboratory. Washu sat on her floating pillow, holo-screen up, furiously tapping away. Her daughter, the pirate Ryoko, was swiftly jogging on a treadmill suspended in mid air. This situation made all the more unusual due to their enormous, muscular frames. Washu sat cross legged and hunched, causing her to have a cube shaped silhouette. While not nearly as large, Ryoko's meaty form left her exerting far more effort than her usual lazy self would prefer. A series of wires ascending to the ceiling where connected to her arms, measuring her vitals.

"Huff, huff huff" she panted. "You know, huff, this would be easier if I could fly."

"Flying is not the point, Ryoko. I'm running tests." she snapped back.

A sense of frustration welled up within her. "Well then why do I gotta be the one on here. Can't Ayeka do it?!"

Washu finally looked up from her screen. "Ayeka's not here. No one is. Mihoshi and Kiyone are at GP headquarters. Ayeka and Sasami are visiting their family. Its just you and me trying to figure out exactly why we've all ballooned up into huge muscle blimps."
"Ok, then why aren't you on the treadmill?" she inquired, with only a hint of snark.

"Because I can't fit on the treadmill, have you SEEN me?" Washu gestured at her girthy form. "I'm lucky I can still move my arms. I already experimented with my own body, resulting in this wall of beef you see before you. We seem to have abnormal horomone levels, far exceeding natural peak growth stages. Even a resting state is causing our bodies to go into overdrive."

"You mean even if I don't do anything, I'm gonna wind up as big as you?"

"If this remains unchecked on a long enough time frame, yes."

"Uh oh." Ryoko had stopped running and was now hovering mid air.

"... what do you mean 'uh oh', Ryoko?"

"Uh ... nothing. Nevermind, I didn't say anything!"

"... Ryoko."

Ryoko continued to stare into the distance.

"Fine, I maaaay have seen Ayeka working out, clearly to steal Tenchi away from me. I tried to work out too, but it wasn't working. At least not fast enough. Then I ... I ... I can't tell you this."

"Ryoko, we don't have TIME for you to be embarassed."

"I may have found some black market muscle gainer. Ayeka may have started to ask questions. I might have accidentally dumped it in the lake. I don't know why EVERYONE is so big though!"

"Ryoko, where do you think our water supply comes from?"
She tapped her cheek, thinking it through. "Ah. Yeah. Good point. Well, maybe you can reverse engineer it, get us back on track. Don't shrink me too much though, still gotta be big for Tenchi." With a satisfied grin, she flexed her beefy bicep up to kiss it.

Washu's eyebrow cocked. "Tenchi does not have a muscle fetish."

"Wh-WHAT?!" she yelled.

Washu pulled up several tabs on her holo-screen and turned it to face Ryoko. "I've checked his browser history, it is, unfortunately, quite boring. Mostly carrot futures and home repair."

"... but Ayeka told me ..." Ryoko hunched her wide shoulders up and grimaced.

With some effort, Washu moved her arm, resting her head in her hand. "Where would Ayeka get an idea like that?"
_________________________________________________________________________

Meanwhile. On Jurai.

A glimmering emerald ocean stretched out across the horizon. A comforting, warm breeze carried ocean birds down the beach. The royal princesses, Ayeka and Sasami, were enjoying their vacation. Their enormous, muscular forms relaxed in the sun, fading in and out of pleasant naps on their beach chairs, which were struggling to support their weight.

Ayeka stretched her wide form, and yawned."You were right, Sasami. This is really quite lovely."

"Its nice to actually have a quiet day, sister. Though I wond ... Oh! Here comes grandma Seto!"

The tall, green haired matriarch of the family, the famed "Devil Princess of Jurai" swiftly moved across the sand and greeted her granddaughters.

"Ah, and if it isn't my lovely granddaughters!" She crouched down between them, her hands squeezing their gigantic shoulders. "My, how much you've grown! My girls sure are big and strong!"
Ayeka and Sasami shared an uneasy laugh you give to placate your family's jokes.

"We will have to catch up later, I've got some errands to run." She winked at Ayeka. "You girls keep up the good work!" Lady Seto disappeared over the dunes as fast as she came.
Sasami waved good by until Lady Seto was out of sight. "Do you have any idea what she's up to?" she asked.

"I never have any idea what she's up to. I try to ignore it since its usually trouble." Ayeka replied, returning to her nap.

Here's the third part of a comm series for of the various Tenchi gals being real beefed up. I haven't yet, but I plan to write one out for the old Mihoshi Kiyone one too.