A Poorly Worded Wish!

Some called it... Shallow. Irresponsible. Disrespectful. But Bulma preferred to think of it as efficient, and well, she's one of the most brilliant people on the planet! So there!

With Earth in a relative period of peace, Bulma had been seeking out the Dragons Balls for repeated "personal" wishes. A wrinkle here, a tummy roll there. Any unsightly sagging or grey hairs. Essentially, she was having the Almighty Eternal Dragon, capable of granting the greatest of wishes... Help her age gracefully.

But again, it's about efficiency! Why devote Capsule Corp resources to her saggy breasts when she could make a simple wish, and be as firm and perky as a girl half her age?! She refused to see this as a bad habit!

And so, here she was again.

The storms clouds were a frightening grey, illuminated by crackling energy, which solidified into a mighty dragon. Shenron roared as he was freed! Or... Perhaps it was more of a groan, as he once again spotted the scientist down below.

"You have summoned the Eternal Dragon... Yet again." He bellowed. "State your wish. I'm sure it will be an important and valuable one."

"Hey, don't get snippy with me, big guy!" Bulma huffed, crossing her arms. "I gathered the Dragon Balls, fair and square! And I'm sure some minor cosmetic surgery is easier than wishing a planet back to life."

"Minor, indeed." Shenron responded. "State your wish. Less wrinkles? Fewer pounds?"

Seeming satisfied, Bulma began to pace in front of the towering beast. She ran her hands along her body. Her hips, her bust, while humming.

"Tempting. But some of the tabloids are starting to see through our methods. They're saying that I've had work done! Can you believe it?!"

Shenron... Opted not to state the obvious. Letting her continue.

"So... I wish for you to make me look natural! As natural as can be!"

Bulma placed her hands on her hips triumphantly! Shenron, however, was quiet. This wish was too vague. He needed specifics. Though, as he processed this... He hummed in response. "Natural. Very well."

A bolt of lightning came down, enveloping Bulma before she could react! It didn't hurt, but it did... Tingle. She shut her eyes, holding back a giddy laugh! Then, just as abruptly, it was over. She looked herself over to find--

She was exactly the same. Hair, skin, proportions. No notable changes, aside from one...

"MY CLOTHES!" Bulma shrieked, throwing her arms over her completely nude, shapely figure. "What'd you do, you perverted lizard? Why am I naked?!"

"You wished to look natural. Now you are as nature intended." He bellowed. It almost sounded like there was a twinge of mischief in his voice. "Your wish has been granted. Farewell..."

"WAIT--!"

The dragon vanished. The Dragon Balls rose into the sky, shooting off in every direction! The clouds parted, bathing the city in sunlight... And Bulma, who stood in her backyard, furiously holding her private areas...