Goku had brought Broly to Lord Beerus’s world for some serious training, and along for the ride were Lemo and Cheelai. After being granted permission from Lord Beerus to stay on his planet, Broly spent his days training with Goku and Vegeta while Cheelai indulged in all sorts of meals and snacks she’s never experienced before. However, with every mouthful came a few unexpected changes as her armor and spandex felt even more snug than she remembered, her gloves even seemed tighter against her now pudgy sausage fingers, though was that really such a bad thing? She chuckled to herself as she lounged on the ground, a large tub of ice cream in her thicc lap, surrounded by empty containers, thinking about how gentle and kind Broly was, she doubted he’d mind her newfound softness, in fact she imagined he might even prefer it. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she savors the creamy treat, completely oblivious to Broly who’s just finished training and is slowly approaching the even bigger and chubbier green girl, observing her overindulgence up close, Cheelai’s face full of ice cream as she licks her lips clean. Mmmph… god, this is paradise, I feel like a queen getting to eat like this all the time, apart from Beerus and Whis, it’s mainly just Broly, Lemo and myself on this planet, so it’s fine if I eat like this… wonder if I’ve been overdoing it lately?