[GILF TF, Ogre TF, Weight Gain, Impregnation, Incest]

"I can't believe it, Goku's coming back!"

Those words, and many like them, had left the mouths of many of Son Goku's friends. Because it had been seven years since Earth's greatest defender had given his life for the sake of the future, and many still missed him. So the fact that he got the chance to return to life, if only for a short time, made a lot of his friends happy.

Even his former enemy turned rival, Vegeta, was pleased. These seven years had been incredibly dull. He had nothing to aim for. Nothing to strive for. So the fact that he could once again face off against the one that had pushed him so far was exciting. Especially considering the only thing that had been remotely challenging over these last seven years... Was parenthood.

Hopefully, with Goku back in the living world, he'd get the rematch of a lifetime...

---

When all of the former Z Fighters gathered at the Lookout to meet back up with Goku, there were a lot of expectations that swirled around between them. What had he been doing for these last seven years? Was he still the same Goku that they had come to know and love?

None of them could possibly have predicted that he'd suddenly appear, practically unannounced, and with a rather... striking ogre standing beside him. An ogre that was about twice as big as he was, yet nearly four times as fat as he was... and still growing, considering the subtle way her stomach trembled every time she drew breath.

It was an absurd sight for everyone involved. But then it dawned on them. While this ogre, who was wearing such revealing clothing like a simple thong that did nothing to hide her holes and a low-cut top with 'GILF' written in such a way that her tits were practically being used as a billboard, seemed merely absurd... Once they noticed the subtle edges to her graying hair, and the sheer amount of power she radiated... She almost resembled Goku's son, Gohan.

"Hey, everyone! Sorry about being so quiet, I was getting cozy with my wife! Come on, introduce yourself! I'm sure they've been missing you too!" And his words only served to make their worries a reality. Especially as the aged and obese ogre spoke up, with that same gentle tone that Gohan was known for."

"Hey, everyone. It's me, Gohan." Her voice was as soft as ever, though it had a layer of sensuality to it. Especially as her Dad-turned-Hubby squeezed her fat ass out of the blue. "Oh, Goku, not in front of everyone! They haven't heard the whole story yet, calm down!" But that gentle tone gave way to well-trained lust, as the Lookout started quaking in response to the powerful burst of her arousal...

"You know I can't help it, Gohan! Once I saw you like this, I knew I had to make you mine! And don't tell me you haven't been enjoying these past few years!" It really sounded like a brand new kind of relationship had been born between the two. And with the power radiating off them both, it was clear that they were just as much a match for one another in combat as they were in bed...

The mere sight of which served to fill Vegeta's heart with a twisted kind of interest, as he watched his rival use his own son as a breeder. An interest that put a damper on his need to fight his rival, if only so he could find a way to satisfy his growing interest...

He wanted one of his own. But how was he going to acquire one? It's not like he could just turn his boy into an Ogre. Or could he? ...He would have to swallow his pride for a single moment-

"I can't believe this is what North Kai wanted to keep quiet about... To think he would help Goku do something like this..."

While many didn't notice the foreign presence in the back of the crowd, the presence leaking near god-like energy, Vegeta certainly did. And just as quickly as he noticed it, he practically disappeared. Though not before his wife, Bulma, caught a glimpse of him.

"He better not be up to something. If he is, then he's going to get an earful once he comes home." Bulma muttered, before focusing on Goku and his son-turned-elderly wife. He knew that Goku had strange tastes, but this was on a whole different level...

As all of the attention was drawn towards the Saiyan from Earth and his powerful spouse, nobody would even try to pay attention to Vegeta or the Kai that he slammed against one of the Lookout's walls, a furious look consuming his expression.

"You. You're one of those Kai that Kakarot mentioned. Though you seem stronger than the rest." Vegeta grinned as he tightened his grip on the purple-skinned Kai's collar. "What do you know about Kakarot's son? How did he become such a powerful woman? Tell me, unless you wish to disappear off the face of this planet."

"I'm not just any Kai, I'm the Supreme Kai..." The Supreme Kai corrected the man that had assaulted him, though that didn't really earn him any sympathy. "As for what Goku did... He must've made some sort of deal with North Kai, transforming his son into one of the Ogres that are native to Otherworld! While they lack the kind of control over Ki that Goku and others have managed to achieve, she makes up for it with so much physical strength that she could destroy this planet if she put her mind to it!"

That was exactly what Vegeta liked to hear. That was the kind of strength that he was looking for. Only a spouse as powerful as that would serve as a proper Queen of the Saiyans. And since Kakarot had already taken his son, the twisted gears inside of Vegeta's head continued spinning at a rapid pace.

"If you know what that Kai did, then you must be able to do the same." He said, the proud and depraved look in his eyes growing stronger. "Turn my son, Trunks, into an Ogre that surpasses Kakarot's son." He didn't mince words. Why should he? Kakarot clearly didn't hide his intentions, so why should he try to hide his?

Supreme Kai's eyes widened. "D-Don't you understand what you're saying? If I go through with the Ogrefication process, your son will never be the same again! Even if he were to perish, a sheer improbability given the durability of an Ogre, his soul would remain in the shape of an Ogre! Even being reborn, he'd be doomed to an elderly body brimming with power, fertility and heft!"

"If you're trying to discourage me, you should be trying to make it sound less appealing. A spouse that's eternally strong and practically immortal? That's exactly the kind of Queen I crave!" Vegeta laughed, before pointing his palm at the captive Kai as Ki started to form in the palm of his hand. "Now... You'll do as I say. Unless you truly do not value your life."

Supreme Kai felt the sweat running down his face, before closing his eyes in defeat. He would have to commit this grave sin, all to ensure he could continue living. Even if he knew that it would all end in some form of tragedy...

All he could hope was for Vegeta to be satisfied with his brand new spouse.

---

Later, once Goku and Gohan had truly settled into the living world once more, the Z Fighters invited them home for a feast. A feast that was mostly for the Saiyan and his absurdly huge wife, since both had appetites that couldn't possibly be matched by anybody else.

"Even after settling down with an Ogre of all things, you still eat like you've never seen a meal." Bulma said, shaking her head as she leaned back in her chair. All while looking at Trunks, who seemed almost transfixed on the two powerful individuals. He wasn't about to have the same kind of idea as his Father, was he?

...No, given the expression on his face, Trunks wasn't exactly captivated by what he saw. If anything, he was a mixture of frightened and just in awe. He was but a mere baby when the Cell Games happened, and Gohan left them. So his memories of the Earth's latest savior were hazy at best. But at the same time, they very clearly didn't feature this enormous red Ogre, who was stuffing her face full of food...

Gohan noticed the way that Trunks looked at him, pausing in between one of her meals to smile down at the much smaller Half-Saiyan. "I know it looks a little weird, Trunks. But I'm still Gohan. Even if Goku's been a little... You know." She said with such a sweet tone, only to let out a moan as she felt her dear husband's hand across her cheek. "Oh, Goku!"

Goku just grinned in turn as he went back to devouring his meal, with Gohan following suit just a few moments later. He wanted his wife to gorge herself while he was. Partly because he knew that she needed the meal... And because there was almost nothing as arousing as eating together with the Ogre he loved.

Trunks watched the two eat, his heart trembling a little. If Gohan really was the same, then... Then he had something to catch up to. If Goku was so strong, and Gohan was so strong as well, then he was the runt of the Saiyan litter. Goten had achieved Super Saiyan almost randomly, so he was the only one currently lacking in power. He'd have to follow in his Dad's footsteps, so that he could be just as strong as the rest of them... And maybe, just maybe, become a Prince... Nah, princehood wasn't really for him. But maybe Dad would be proud of him if he tried-

The purple-haired boy suddenly trembled all over. It was like some kind of shock just rushed through him. Not only that, but his skin was starting to take on a green-yellowish hue, and it was like he had been stuffed full. But how? He hadn't really eaten that much, so why did he feel like he was filled to the point where he could burst..?

"Trunks, are you okay?" Bulma asked, quickly pulling her son close to try and feel for anything that seemed off. And almost immediately, she could tell that he was burning up inside. He was way, way too warm. "How in the world did you catch a fever this bad? Goku, could you-"

"I'll handle it, Woman."

Vegeta made his grand return with a wicked grin on his face, having been awfully late to the festivities. "I'll make sure he gets home so he can rest. I'm sure you'd rather spend more time with Kakarot." His words were dripping with sarcasm, as he picked up his boy by the collar and held him in his arms. Like the rough father figure that he was.

"Thanks, Vegeta!" Goku laughed, he really didn't want to tear himself away from the food. He was enjoying a good meal with his wife, after all!

Bulma was suspicious of what Vegeta had planned, but Gohan was the one that ultimately knew what was going on. Even if Trunks hadn't turned the same color as she had, she knew of the effects that came with Ogrefication. All she could do was close her eyes and focus on her meal. All while quietly hoping that Trunks would be okay.

Trunks drifted in and out of consciousness as he was taken back home, his body trembling and convulsing every few moments. All while he wondered what exactly was happening to him. But eventually, he passed out for real as he just couldn't stay awake.

The last thing he saw before he passed out was his Dad's wicked smile... At the sound of his son's very first moan...

---

"Nnngh... Why do I feel so... heavy..?"

Trunks woke up the following morning, resting in his bed back at Capsule Corp. He really couldn't remember much of the night before, and it was hard to remember anything when his body felt so heavy and... throbbing? He didn't exactly know what to call his current feeling, but he definitely knew that he needed something.

As he slowly gained his bearings, he noticed that he wasn't actually on his bed. That reinforced steel frame had been crushed to pieces overnight. And while he could manage to slowly get up, he felt really winded while doing so. He was heavy in all the wrong ways. Had he gained wei..ght..?

It was then that it hit him. All because his eyes grew clear enough to notice the massive mounds resting in front of his face. And beyond those, he could gaze straight into one of the mirrors that he used to keep track of his current progress from training with his Dad. But instead of seeing a muscled youth in the mirror, what he saw filled him with horror.

The figure reflected by the mirror was a woman that was even bigger than Gohan was. Massive, matured to the point of being elderly, definitely fat given the heft of her belly, green-hued with a little yellow mixed in with those greens to give her a special kind of allure... But it wasn't just the figure that made him feel so repulsed. No, it was what she was wearing that truly sealed the deal.

A low-cut top that did absolutely nothing to hide her breasts, with 'VEGETA'S GILF' printed on the fabric, and a thong that was tightly gripping into her fat. All while one could make out 'PROPERTY OF VEGETA' on the parts that were supposed to cover up her pussy. Combine that with a matching set of bracelets and leg braces, like the ones that he noticed Gohan wearing... And it could only mean one thing.

He had become a massive, obese, elderly Ogre. Just like Gohan. And though she now felt power running through her body, she didn't know what to think. Especially since Vege- Dad seemed to have gotten busy while she was sleeping.

"Trunks, it's time to check on your-" Bulma entered her Son's room, hoping to keep an eye on his health. Only to be confronted with the green-skinned Ogre that was very clearly supposed to be her Son. All she could do was scream in sheer shock, as everything clicked. "VEGETAAAAAAA-"

Her scream was cut short by the sound of her neck getting chopped, leaving her unconscious as she collapsed on the floor. And while Trunks was shocked to see her just collapse like that, she was even more shocked to see Vege- Dad step inside with such a massive and overconfident grin on his face...

"It seems like that Kai wasn't lying through his teeth for the sake of saving his own skin. Good! Come, Trunks! We leave for Otherworld! We need to catch you up to speed with your new body, so that I can make you my eternal spouse! A much more fitting role for somebody like you!" Now that his plan had succeeded, he wasn't about to hide things any longer. He was going to make sweet, sweet love to Trunks, One way or another.

"B-But Veg- Dad!" Trunks cried out, but it was already too late. Vegeta's hand fell upon her belly, and it was like her consciousness vanished for a split second.

Once she snapped back to reality, she was no longer in Capsule Corp. No, she was outside a quaint looking home, sitting casually within some sort of pink otherworldly realm...

Vegeta grinned as he lifted his new spouse up, not at all bothered by her weight. Yet the ground underneath him would beg to differ, as even a single step was enough to make cracks. Cracks that led into existing cracks... Because this wasn't just their abode. No, this was an abode that he had convinced Kakarot to share. He was going to want to spar with him more often, now that they both had such strong spouses to accommodate their needs.

"It must come as a shock to you to end up like this, Trunks. But I assure you. All of this was for the sake of making you stronger. All so that our bloodline can be the strongest amongst the remaining Saiyans. There's no way that I would allow a low-class warrior like Kakarot to outdo our potential. For that very reason, the size, the weight, and the lust of an Ogre will serve to empower you... And in turn, our brood will be even stronger than theirs!" Vegeta explained why he had gone through all this trouble, all while pulling her into their new bedroom.

Trunks really didn't know what to say. She was still shocked at her transformation, and the sheer audacity of Vegeta wanting to make her his spouse. But the way he talked to her made her tremble all over. Especially once she was placed on the queen-sized bed that had been reinforced for somebody like her.

As she laid there, words having trouble leaving her mouth and all sorts of complicated feelings swirling around inside of her, things only got worse as Vegeta started to rub his hands all over her belly. She hadn't realized it yet, but that mound was beyond sensitive. It was so big, so soft and so fertile. Even just a little touch was enough to make something deep within her turn on, begging her to make love to her beloved...

Vegeta had gotten the gist of an Ogre's weaknesses from talking to the Supreme Kai. While the body of an Ogre was certainly blessed with near invulnerability and power that could destroy a world... It was also incredibly sensitive. Something that he took advantage of as he shoved his face in between Trunks' extra large cheeks, letting each finger squeeze into that soft ass, all while he made sure to reposition her just right...

Trunks moaned louder than she had ever moaned before. She was a virgin just a little while ago. But here she was. With Vegeta intending on breaking her in. What else was she supposed to consider the bulge rubbing up against her soaked pussy? Just the fact that she was aware of all of this made her tremble in fear... And in excitement. She didn't understand why the prospect of being bred like this was making her feel excited, but she could hear her heart pounding, and it only served to arouse her further.

As Vegeta unabashedly slammed his cock into that wonderful hole, his moans joined his spouse's. Not only was she easy to slip into, but she was just right for him. So much so that he almost wanted to fuck her so hard that he'd turn Super Saiyan just to make sure that he bred her as much as he possibly could. But right now, he kept a steady pace. Going in and out, over and over again...

The green-hued Ogre felt that wonderful shaft shoving in and out of her hole. And she honestly didn't know what to think. The pleasure was overwhelming. The shame of being fucked by her Dad-turned-Husband was too strong. And yet the satisfaction from both left her wanting more. She wanted to be fucked. She wanted him to breed her over and over again. So much so that it didn't last long before she ended up letting out an orgasmic scream, signaling the first of many orgasms that would pour throughout this homely abode.

But it didn't stop there. Vegeta kept on fucking her. He just kept on thrusting in and out of her. Over and over again. Making sure that she got used to the way his cock felt inside her folds. Making sure that she was as satisfied as she could be... And most importantly, making sure to inseminate her so her belly didn't just serve as a mark of her weight, but a mark of how fertile she was.

How long had it been? She couldn't tell. But eventually, her Vegeta finally stopped fucking her. Filling her womb with one last blast of extra sticky seed, to make sure that her womb was utterly satisfied...

"V-Vegeta..." Trunks truly didn't know what to say. She didn't feel exhausted at all. Being fucked for what felt like hours only left her wanting more. Even as he pulled out and the cum drooled down her belly, she still wanted him to stuff her full once more...

"That will do for now, my Queen." Vegeta's words were now filled with endearment. He had never fucked somebody as good as her. But for now, he was satisfied. He could make more love to her, once he had regained his energy. And then... Well, he did consider Super Saiyan briefly. With how she had responded to his regular thrusts, she could probably handle it as well.

Hearing her Vegeta call her his Queen sent more uncertain feelings through Trunks' heart. And those feelings grew even stronger as Vegeta climbed off the bed and started to show her just what their bedroom was like. There were two rooms connected to it, besides the door leading out into the hallway that connected it to Kakarot's side of the abode.

The first of those two rooms? A pantry filled with all sorts of fattening foods. She couldn't make out all the different types, but she could feel her stomach screaming with need just from looking into that pantry. And the other room? It was filled with bikinis, thongs, tops, all sorts of erotic outfits that she'd barely fit in. All of them declaring her to be Vegeta's GILF lover, none of them allowing her to keep any kind of dignity.

"You may be big now, Trunks, but we can't let Kakarot outdo us. Within the month, the size of your clothing will go up. If we're lucky, you'll go up two sizes per month. Then there's no way that Kakarot can even come close to claiming the title as the strongest."

Vegeta's words and intentions only served to fill her with even more dread. Especially as he casually lifted her, with his cum squirting from her pussy as he started to carry her out of the room and into the hallway. Having him hold her like this was filling her with even more uncertain feelings... But also a sense of need. And nurture, from a man that she loved... E-Even if she didn't love him yet...

He didn't carry her for long, before they arrived within a nursery. One with many different cribs and beds, each planned to house at least two infants. "Once my seed takes hold inside of your womb, Trunks, we will be able to raise our brand new bloodline. An army that would rival even the greatest Saiyans back on Planet Vegeta. With your strength and mine combined, we can return to conquering the universe. With you by my side, the Saiyan Race will be truly reborn through your Ogre genes!"

That was what broke Trunks. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Being pregnant with her Dad's kids. Kids that he conceived with her. It was what ended up making her heart snap. "V-Vegeta..." She could imagine it. Vividly so. Her children suckling from her bosom. All while he looked at her with pride. A proud look that both made her happy and filled her with such dread. She didn't want this. No, she didn't...

Vegeta finally noticed the look on his former Son's face, before nodding. "Perhaps... I'm taking this a little too fast. Do not worry, Trunks. As the King of the Saiyan Race, I will care for you. Always. You will come to learn that I can be quite the lover." He said with pride, as he gently kissed his beloved's belly...

Those words... They were calming. Even if they really shouldn't be. But Trunks knew that she couldn't run, so she just closed her eyes and nodded, putting her trust in her Vegeta. Her rugged lover, whose seed was already wriggling inside of her womb as it tried to assault her eggs.

For now, all she could do was hope that she could endure all of this. Especially as they returned to their bedroom, Vegeta insisting that they should continue their 'training'...

Her pussy gushed in anticipation, as she resigned herself to her new role...