#dynocaps

[deusvervewrites]

Saiyan AU: So how much of Dragon Ball is inserted into the MHA setting? Do we just... have random-ass instances of honest-to-God Dinosaurs roaming around uninhabited stretches of land? Are Hoi-Poi Capsules/DynoCaps in common usage, along with hovercars and the like? Are Kami and Mr. Popo just chilling out on the Lookout, having Opinions™ about whatever the heck is going on on Earth's surface?

It's primarily My Hero Academia with elements of Dragon Ball folded into it. I've already discussed how the Red Ribbon Army is being adapted as the MLA and Garaki acting independently. I'm going to say there probably aren't dinosaurs and no Capsule Corp (yet) as per the earlier ask, but there might be a Guardian of Earth on the Lookout

[sketchfanda]

Chestnut Stud across the Multiverse: Warrior Monk Review: Jennifer Walters aka She-Hulk

Bulma sat bored in her office as it was kne of those typical kind of work days at Capsule Corp headquarters. Nothing new to report, no issues or problems to sort out, just loads of boring e-mails and paper work to sort through. Until of course it hit the aqua haired milf she had ample opportunity to enjoy a little Something personal and fun as she put in some headphones and accessed the private browser of her computer. Fingers typing away on her pc as she accessed her private browser, using her admin log in to access Capsule Cocks, seeing the display of sales figures for their wealth of sexual merchandise. Grinning like a cat as to no surprise but her delight at the Warrior Monk dildo and sex doll topping the popularity charts. Speaking of which, as she checked the e-mail for submissions, seeing quite a few new choice submissions in her inbox. “Alright then ladies, let’s see what you got for me…” the briefs hottie quipped as she checked out s video review submission pending her approval for posting. The subject header reading Jade Amazon as she clicked it open,letting out a wolf whistle at the preview image and hit play,putting on full screen display.

The video buffered and loaded until soon it showed a luxury beach house, the owner a stunning, statuesque work of muscular art. The curves of a pinup model, the body of a warrior as a green skinned Amazon of a woman sensually huffed and puffed, pumping iron as she replied and lifted a pair of dumbbells in her hands. Her jade complexion glistening as her arms pumped and flexed her bulging biceps. Her waterfall mane of hair swaying as a green and purple two piece biking clung to her like a second skin before she acted like she was finally noticing the camera on her. Looking her way as she blew a kiss,shooting a wink and a smile. “Oh hey there. So a friend of a friend told me doing this was the norm soon as you got a CC purchase. And let me tell you, next time I see them I’m so kissing them because this little guy has been a godsend.” She spoke, her voice strong but sensual as she turned to place the dumbbells on the floor, bending over in a way that made her glorious thing clad green booty stick out to the camera, flexing and clapping those meaty buns. Standing snd turning to the face the camera again as she began to strike a variety and combination of bodybuilder and pinup poses that showers off her stunning sensual self.

“Im Jennifer Walters,some folks call me the She-Hulk. Attorney at law and the cause of many boys and girls hitting puberty and questioning their sexuality. And let me tell you when you look and feel like I do, You just want and need a regular,good hard fuck. But toys just aren’t enough…” the Jade giantess spoke, as if she were giving a lecture and not showing herself off like a bitch in heat courting a mate. Squatting her powerful leg  muscles as she parked and sat herself on a chair by the sparkling blue pool as she removed her swimsuit top and removed her thong, shamelessly naked as her nipples were perky, her smooth green slit gushing with arousal. “Just look at me, so damn horny…” she spoke sensually, running her hands along her curvy muscular form, groping and squeezing her tits as she tweaked her nips. Shuddering as deep moans poured from her luscious jade lips before running her finger tips down along her washboard abs as they finally met together at her pussy. Proceeding to caress probe her slit. Nectar flowing as it glistened in the sunlight while she shot a sultry look at the camera. “Nah a body like this and a woman like me? Needs a real prime hunk of a man. Size where it counts snd knows how to use it and ooh did the fine lewd brainiacs at Capsule Co deliver big time..” The gammazon purred sensually as she reached into a gym bag newr by the chair she sat on. Fishing out a capsule cork dynocap, clicking the top button and throwing it a few feet from herself. In a puff of smoke there was some sort of containement pod, large enough to hold one person as she pushed a button. Steam hissing out as the lid opened and out came what Bulma expected. The special Krillin clone sex doll she had and 21 dubbed the Warrior Monk, naked as the day he was born, displaying all his short king glory from head to toe. From his 5′1′’ frame of compact sculpted muscles, his smooth bald dome and of course, thst glorious length and girth of womb hammering joy which hung between his legs. And began to stiffen and rise at the sight of the Gammazon who licked her,a noticeable red blush on her green face.

“Mmm just look at this little guy, horses and bulls got nothing on this bad boy….” The stunner leered as she pulled her Warrior Monk into her powerful arms, hugging and caressing his backside as she pressed her lips to his. The compact stud immediately returning the gesture as Jen moaned, massaging his tongue with hers before gasping as he grabbed and began to squeeze her Jade titties. The little man breaking their liplock with a trail of saliva between as he began to lick and kiss those glorious twin globes, suckling her nips as he reached down to grasp and stroke his cock. “Aaaaahn,knows all my spots to get me going….5 foot Casanova with the skill of a pornstar…” Bulma looked on at the video with growing arousal,biting her lip as she snaked a hand under her skirt,probing her panty clad slit and groping her tit as she continued to watch this wonderful amateur porno. Watching as Jen conducted vigorous fellatio, deepthroating her warrior monk as he pumped and thrust her hips to meet her sloppy,thirsty blowjob. That slobber soaked shaft getting licked and sucked as she hugged his waist,holding him close and welcoming that deep,intense facefucking. Her pussy dribbling with nectar as it dribbled snd rained down on the tile floor of her swimming pool. To soon having him sit in the chair as she pumped and massaged his cock with her green tittles sandwiching them. Jerking him off as he bucked and thrust into that glorious cleavage. Before their positions shifted as with a stunning rest of strength, he held Jen upside down, her thick green thighs between his chrome dome as he licked and lapped away at her slit while she deepthroated him, the pair conducting a standing 69 but then Bulma grinned with rapture as they shifted and got into the main course.

The titanic sensation of a she-hulk flexed  and tensed the muscles of her powerful arms and legs, fingers clutching the floor as her Warrior Monk fucked her doggy style. His big,heavy balls smacking her clit as his hands grasped her hips, smacking her ass. Her sixpack abs bulging with his shaft’s length and girth as her tits bounced and swayed like lewd pendulums. The Jade giantess howling as she found herself hoisted up into a full nelson as he wrapped his arms around and held her legs back to have her ankles beside her head. Her tits bouncing as he made her bounce on his cock. Pumping away as he grunted, face determined to follow his directive to bring his partner to sexual ectasy and satisfaction. Jen putting pornstars to shame in how horny she looked and sounded as she rode the wave of orgasm after orgasm rocking her amazonian beauty of a work of art body. Expressions of fucked silly and stupid absolute bliss as hearts flowed in her eyes as he plowed her in a mating press, riding him cowgirl as she made out with him, their tongues dancing together. Her green skin glistening like an emerald n the sunlight as hugged and held her stud close to her, riding his cock as they kissed. Shuddering with bliss as he came inside her and looked at her camera. “Afraid that’s all you’re getting, now if you’ll excuse me,my little man and I got o,and for him to use that sex gos dick of his on my ass…”with that she blew a kiss at the camera as she reached out to grab and turn off the camera,picture fading as she could be heard one last time. “Oooh stud easy now….” Bulma pouted, taking her out her hand from under her skirt to see her fingers sticky with a web trail of her nectar. Damnit just when it was getting good before the capsule corp heiress turned to look at the doors that lead into the lab. Licking her lips as she decided might be a good time to see if some of the latest warrior monks fresh off the production line batch needed quality control approval. Somedays it was good to be the boss.

[supergito]

Fusion Revived - CH 5 (Honesty)

➤ This story is actually complete (finished Sep 2021) over on my Ao3 already; I'm just publishing it here on tumblr too for archival purposes. I hope any and all curious readers enjoy if they haven't checked it out yet!

SUMMARY: Majin Buu has been destroyed, and the Earth has known peace for close to a year now. Life hasn't been too peaceful for the person responsible for saving the world and the entire universe however, but when an ordinary woman meets him one day, things start to change.

RATING: Teen and Up. PAIRING(S): Vegito x OC/Reader, alluded Gochi, alluded Vegebul CONTENT: Canon Divergence, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Family Drama CW(s) THIS CHAPTER: None.

She struggled think about how long it’s been…surely somewhere close to a month. Vegito hasn’t stopped by a single time since what happened. He couldn’t have possibly been in her house while she was temporarily out either, doors and windows left alone aside, as her fridge and pantry have been untouched.

Her life has gone on in its usual mundane routine, but she herself has changed. It was so obvious, that other people took notice. One of them being a co-worker during her shift, the only one that she would admit to being acquaintances with. She was nice enough, and there wasn’t anything about her that she disliked personally, but she never liked letting people get too close. Vegito was the only exception, so far in her life.

“You’ve been less…cranky lately _____.” Priya leaned against the border encasing her desk, gazing down with a few folders tucked under her arm.

“I have?” She looked up from her computer screen, pausing in her typing.

“Yeah. Did something happen?”

Priya always liked to stick her nose into matters where it didn’t belong, but she could see that the brunette was genuinely concerned.

“…Does that matter? Aren’t you happy I’m less cranky?”

“I probably would be, if you didn’t seem so sad instead.”

Oh. That silenced her, and she faced her monitor, nervously fiddling with the keys in her keyboard.

“I’d rather see you walk around with that trademark mean mug of yours, than look lost. So, what happened?”

Her fingers involuntarily pressed harshly down against the keys, and she hit the backspace key to erase the mistakes.

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

Priya wouldn’t understand. She’d rather keep her own business private anyway.

“…Alright.” Thankfully, the office worker chose not to push her this time. She righted herself, and held out the folders in her possession.

“I have some documents here that Mr. Lant wants you to deliver to Capsule Corp. Dr. Brief needs them.”

She has to run an errand? Not preferred, but people with her position in the company did the same, and she couldn’t ignore a request from her supervisor. At least it would give her the chance to get some fresh air and stretch her legs.

“When does he want it done?”

“Preferably before tomorrow, so whenever you have the time today. You could do it right now, if you want.”

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The building of the Capsule Corporation was impossible to miss, as it was one of the largest structures in all of West City, and stood in the near middle of it. As she came to a stop on the side of the street in front, turning her hovercar off, she grabbed the folders and made sure she held them in a way where the documents wouldn’t slip out.

This wasn’t her first time making a paper delivery, but it was a first for she visiting Capsule Corp. The Brief family was very popular in the city, if not famous around the entire world, and that made her self-conscious. Dr. Brief was virtually worshipped in the scientific community for his invention of the Dynocaps and other advancements made in countless fields, while his youngest daughter Bulma Brief was gaining an unique spotlight with her own achievements.

She absolutely did not want to embarrass herself. Fortunately, her task simply required she find Dr. Brief and hand him the folders. However, the massive size of the building meant that finding him might not be a cake walk…

Once she passed through the entrance, her fear was proven to hold water. There was a front desk, but no one there at the moment. To save herself from having to wander, she prioritized finding an employee or the like who could give her directions. Walking forward, she turned down a hallway and kept on close watch for anyone else…

Footsteps started hammering down the same hall she was in, and she looked to the side to see a little boy turn the corner from an adjacent hallway. He saw her in time, and slid to a stop before running into her.

“Whoops! Sorry Miss!” He craned his head to look up at her, wild black hair sticking out in nearly every direction. It was awfully cute, like bedhead his mother didn’t bother fixing.

“It’s ok.” Why there was a child here, one she didn’t think was a part of the Brief family at that, was a mystery. Taking her chances, she figured she might as well ask him for directions.

“Uh, do you know where Dr. Brief is…? I need to give these papers to him.”

“Oooh! Yeah yeah, I know!” The boy grinned. “Follow me!”

He begun running back down the hall he came from, and with a start, the woman followed at a quickened pace so she wouldn’t lose sight of him. It wasn’t odd for children to have a lot of energy, but this boy was bursting with a surplus amount!

He led her to the center of the building, the altrium: a spacious dome filled with vegetation, a fountain, and some animals strewn about. Down near a door going out, she saw the familiar old man sitting on a bench with some contraption in pieces next to him. He was speaking to a blonde woman, his wife Panchy, and both of their heads turned when the boy ran up to them.

“Goten! What’s wrong? Did you lose Trunks?”

“Nah! This lady here wants to see you.”

“Oh?” Dr. Brief turned to face her, taking the cigarette out of his mouth. “What is it?”

She breathed in and out, trying to calm her nerves. “I’m from Westview Offices sir, here to give you the paperwork you requested.”

“Ah! Yes, I had forgotten about that.” He stood up, and stepped towards her to grab the offered folders. As he did so, the boy – who she now knew was named Goten – tugged the pants of the blonde woman to get her attention.

“Can I have some juice? I’m thirsty.”

“Of course dear! There should be plenty left in the kitchens, for any flavor you’d like.” Panchy cooed, and the two moved to leave the dome. Either Goten actually was a family member, or he was a friend to the family at the bare minimum…considering how he apparently knew Trunks, who was Bulma Brief’s son last time she checked, the latter was probably the truth.

“Thanks for this. Would you like me to walk you to the exit?”

“…Uh, no, it’s fine. I can find it.”

Without thinking it through, she turned down his offer, as the desire to not further disturb the surely busy man was stronger than she wanting to leave as soon as possible.

“Alrightie! I hope the rest of your day is swell.”

“Thank you. S-Same to you.”

She watched him leave out of the same door Goten and Panchy went. Alone, she exhaled heavily, and wiped the sweat that beaded her forehead.

With that over with, it was time to head back to the office. However, she had to find her way out of here on her own. She was just guided here by Goten, so all she had to do was retrace her steps. Sadly, the boy did go through multiple halls and around many corners, so it was a shaky process at first.

When she turned one corner, she suddenly heard a series of loud noises. They did build machinery here, so it wasn’t the most quiet of buildings to begin with, but these sounds were too separate from the clashes and clangs of equipment. There was shouting going on alongside them, like there was someone…fighting?

Interest piqued, she put aside her mission to leave so she could locate the source of this racket. When she entered the passageway where it was the loudest, she slowly walked by each of the closed doors, until she spotted one final door at the very end of the one-way hall. On it, were the printed words “Gravity Room”, and she could detect the noises coming from behind it.

She squinted, wondering if this was some type of training room, until she heard something that had her jump.

“Are you taking this seriously, Trunks? I barely felt that punch.”

That voice! It was…Vegito’s?

It had to be, it was unmistakable.

“I am! It’s not my fault you’re way stronger than me!”

A much younger, boyish voice retorted.

“That’s no excuse. You’re still holding back, even though I told you to go all out.”

Where they actually training? Vegito seemed like a fighter so he was no surprise there, but why was he training with Bulma’s son?

Why was Vegito even here at all? There’s no way Dr. Brief and the others didn’t know he was. Her head spun.

“…-right, let’s take a break. I could go for something to eat right now anyway.”

She zoned out of the majority of their conversation, but she returned to reality in time to realize that Vegito’s voice was much closer to the door, and he was about to open it. Panicking, she swiftly backed away and ran back to the passage’s entrance so she wouldn’t be caught just standing there.

The harsh rush of air and click of the metal door opening made her flinch, and her pace slowed. She stopped entirely when she heard Trunks speak.

“Hey, who’s that?”

He was referring to her. She might as well turn around and face the music.

When she looked back, they were standing side by side. Trunks’ blue eyes were filled with confusion, but Vegito’s…she’s never seen him appear so dazed.

“_____?” He stammered, and Trunks made a noise of acknowledgement.

“That’s _____?” His head craned back so he could look up at the man as he asked, but he didn’t respond. Meanwhile, she was slammed by embarrassment. Based on what Trunks just asked, Vegito’s been talking about her for who knows how long, but was that a good or bad thing?

He continued to gape, like he was confronted by something that befuddled him. That was probably the case, however, she couldn’t stand their eye contact any longer.

She broke it, spinning around to walk away at a hurried pace. Her head was titled down, trying to make sense of the emotions spiraling inside. She was happy to see that blasted man again, but she was also angry that he avoided her for a month, and sad that she now got the impression that he wasn’t interested in seeing her again.

Above all else, a voice in the back of her mind was telling her that she shouldn’t care. Vegito annoyed the hell out of her anyway, so good riddance. Right?

They were never friends, and she never cared about him in the first place, so it didn’t matter that he cut her off…right…?

To her frustration, a stinging sensation begun at the base of her eyes, but she was stopped from wiping the water that was welling up away by someone grabbing one of her wrists.

“Wait.”

His command was nonforceful, but firm nonetheless. She did what he said, but she didn’t face him, and remained unspeaking. Although he was still wearing his trademark gloves, the fact that he was holding her made her skin down in that area feel like it was on fire.

“I need to talk to you. Alone.” He admitted, and she felt his iron grip on her wrist loosen. While she was extremely tempted to rip her arm away, and whirl around to give him a piece of her mind…she chose to not make a scene.

He waited for her to answer. She took her time mulling over what to say, before she did finally turn so he could properly see her. Whatever anger-fueled words she could’ve spoken were put out on her tongue, once she took in that stupid…sad, cute look on his face.

“I should be home by six. We can talk then.” She said, and that evidently satisfied him, as he let her go. Wasting not another second, she resumed her path out of Capsule Corp, knowing where the building’s front entrance was from here.

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He watched the woman go, and had to resist letting out a sigh. This entire situation and how foolish it was just aggravated him to no end, but he couldn’t let it go. Let her go. He hasn’t seen her in a while, but now that he has, he doesn’t want to go another month of silence again. When he made the decision to keep seeing her, he didn’t think…he would start feeling like this…

… … …

…He glanced to the side, at a door that was ajar. He could sense her ki in there…she was watching them.

“Bulma. What do you want?”

At the call of her name, the door opened fully. The blue-haired woman stood in the entrance, carrying a sour expression much like the one Vegito wore at this moment.

“Who was that?”

It was less of a question, and more of a demand for he to tell her. Bulma Brief was not a pleasant woman to be around when her mood was poor, and while both halves of Vegito were growing uneasy at the sound of her shrill voice, he himself wouldn’t allow her to get her way here.

“She is of no concern to you.” His statement was blunt and to the point, leaving no room for discussion. Not that it would discourage her.

“That was _____, wasn’t it? Trunks mentioned her to me sometime ago. How you’ve been scurrying off to see her, instead of spending time with YOUR FAMILY!”

Bulma marched up to him and screamed the last words of her sentence in his face, teeth bared and eyes burning with a blue fire. Vegito was unaffected.

“I’ve been spending time with Trunks, and Goten too. That’s good enough for me.”

There was a sharp intake of breath, and her steely countenance faltered.

“How could you say that?! Vegito, we’re married.”

“WE aren’t. You are married to Vegeta.” He pointed out. “And Vegeta isn’t here anymore. Tough luck-”

He was interrupted by a sharp sound that pierced the air. She slapped him.

“We made an agreement that you would stay here, and be a part of this family!” Bulma’s form was shaking from rage, but as tears sprung into her eyes, she looked more distraught than anything.

“You’re right.” Her slap didn’t hurt him at all, but she doing the action itself is what truly stung. No punch or kick he’s ever taken before have come close to how deeply that struck.

“We did agree to that. I'm a part of your family and Chi Chi's by being present in Trunks' and Goten's lives. I told you that I had no interest in playing a husband role. I told Chi Chi the same. She at least wanted absolutely nothing to do with me, so that was easy. But you...”

His brow furrowed, and his hands balled into fists. A spark or two of energy jumped off of him.

“I can’t tell just what it is that you want from me Bulma. You’ve treated me like a FREAK ever since things went back to normal after Buu, but here you are, crying over how I’ve been talking to another woman. Why?”

“Why?! I want my husband back, that’s why! But you’re all that’s left of him! You have a responsibility Vegito! Can’t you see that? How could you be so heartless?!”

“Heartless?”

Now, he was getting mad. More sparks danced from his body, and for nanosecond, his eyes flashed green.

“The entire reason why Kakarot and Vegeta fused, was so this world would be saved and protected. I’ve chosen to hang around and TRY to support you all however I can. That is my purpose! But I cannot be with you romantically or even sexually, Bulma. You have to accept that.”

“I…!” Her confidence petered out. “I…this isn’t fair…!”

Tears trailed down her cheeks relentlessly, and her face was pressed into her hands. Vegito’s rage settled down, and his unconscious powering up ceased, but he didn’t move to comfort her. It’s almost been a year, but things are still as tense as ever. There was no amount of comfort he could give to make this situation better.

He wasn’t Vegeta. He wasn’t Goku. He was himself, and he would stay true to himself. He had his own pride, as a Saiyan. No matter how artificial he was.

“I know it isn’t fair, but it’s our reality now. For your sake, you should get used to it.”

He stood as still as a statue, watching her cry, before walking away. There was no more that needed to be said.

Bulma stayed where she was, muffling her sobs. Unknown to her, a purple-haired boy was peeking from around a nearby corner, quietly observing. He looked saddened, but it changed when a figurative light bulb lit up on top of his head. He put a hand to his chin, falling into deep thought…

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Her couch felt like heaven when she fell down onto it. Today was a long one, but she knew it wasn’t over yet.

She didn’t have Vegito’s phone number, if he had a phone at all that is, so she would have to wait for him to arrive. She told him the time, so if he didn’t get distracted or forget somehow, he should be here any minute. Maybe he would sense that her ki signature has stopped moving around so much, meaning that she was home-

There was a displacement of air, and Vegito materialized right before her, shattering her reverie. Having expected it though, she wasn’t startled too badly.

“Hi.” Her greeting was simple, casual. He slowly spun on his heels, giving her a sheepish look. His tail was unwound from his waist, but it thrashed about.

“Hi…”

He was more rattled than she was, the woman guessed. It amused her, but the more urgent manner at hand stopped her from laughing.

“Well, take a seat.” She gestured next to her on the couch, as she slipped her shoes off. Vegito heeded her request, and for the next couple of seconds, it was quiet. She chose to break the ice.

“So, why have you been avoiding me for a month? I assume you’ll tell me that at least.”

“…I…needed to sort out something.”

“Such as?” She looked at him from the corner of her eye, brow raised.

“… … …” He definitely was out of his element here. He could surely fight anyone with no questions asked, but communicate about a topic that was bound to get personal? It was a battle he didn’t quite know how to take on. Vegito was hunched up, arms resting on his thighs like he was just finished running a marathon. His gaze was cast down at her carpet.

“My feelings.” He responded, but it was with so much resistance that she wondered if that was the truth. It made a pang shake her heart regardless.

“Feelings about what? If I’m worth your time or not?”

He flinched.

“Not that…not necessarily. I’ve been debating on if I should tell you more about myself.”

THIS piqued her interest. She sat up straight.

“Why? Not that I haven’t been curious about you, but why’d you take so much time mulling that over?”

“Because…” He met her eyes. “I find it difficult to be around you and keep myself at arm’s length. It was easy at first, but after that day, I realized it would be a challenge. One I’ve learned that, I don’t feel like fighting.”

The implications of that had her lungs freeze for a moment. ‘That day’ must’ve been when he took her outside to see the sun rise.

“…Go on…” He had more to say, she knew.

“What’s more, once you find out the truth about me, you might not want to see me anymore.”

This cut into her heated state, and the absurdity of it had her snort.

“I doubt that. You didn’t exactly endear yourself to me off the bat, but you don’t bother me now. Whatever you have to say, won’t change what I think of you…for the worst.”

“Hmph.” She made him smile, and that in turn made her smile. The strained atmosphere lightened.

“In that case, I’ll start off with this. I’m not human.”

“…Silly me, I thought having fangs and a tail was normal for humans.” There were other people living on this planet that took more after animals, though rumor has it they tended to stay away from booming metropolises like West City, so she wasn’t used to seeing humans with some animal characteristics. It really wasn’t a big deal, but she was unable to resist being sarcastic there.

His chuckle was like music. “As for what I am exactly…this is where things get tricky. How do I phrase this…”

She had to strain to hear it, but some nervousness did slip into his voice now.

“I’m a…fusion.”

“A what?” She parroted, having heard him but wanting him to reiterate.

“A fusion. I’m the combination of two people.”

“The hell does that mean?” She narrowed her eyes. She wasn’t understanding at all, but Vegito was prepared for that.

“This is going to sound crazy, but it’s the truth. Two men fused with a special power, and I’m the result of that.”

“…Oook…who were those two men?”

“Their names were Goku and Vegeta. They’re Saiyans-”

“Wait…Goku?”

That made her eyes widen. “I’ve heard of that name before.”

Vegito echoed her shock. “You have?”

“Yeah. He was the champion of a World Martial Art Tournament a long time ago. A lot of people talked about him for a while.”

“That’s right.” He was more upbeat now. He was not expecting for she to be familiar with Goku, that truly did make this easier.

“What was that you mentioned about him and…Vegeta? They’re Saiyans?”

“Yes. I’m not human, because they weren’t human. They were from another planet.”

“A planet where its people have fangs and tails like you…?”

“Correct.”

This was going smoothly so far, in his opinion. He’d leave all of the details regarding what the Saiyan race was like alone for now, as it wasn’t relevant. She seemed to be following along, but wrapping her head around he being a fusion was a struggle. He understood why.

“So…Goku and Vegeta. They had their own lives, right? Why did they…fuse?”

“There was a powerful threat to this planet, a year ago. He was called Majin Buu.”

That name…there was a prodding sensation against her brain, like a memory was trying to force itself forward. Nothing happened, leaving her puzzled as to why she felt she knew that name but she couldn’t remember anything relating to it.

“I don’t know a ‘Majin Buu’. If he was a danger to us all, wouldn’t have people been freaking out all over the world?”

“There’s a reason why no one remembers him, but I’ll explain that later.” Vegito snickered, and she was confused, but she let him continue.

“Goku and Vegeta tried to fight Buu, but neither of them were strong enough. Having no other options, the two of them fused to create me, as I would be strong enough. And, I was.”

“So, you saved the world?”

“Yes.”

He answered so nonchalantly, as if it deserved no praise. She was dumbstruck.

“They knew this before fusing but, the fusion is permanent. The two of them are forever stuck as me. Naturally…when their wives learned that, they didn’t take it well.”

“Their WIVES? They were married?”

It’s like she keeps getting hit by a kick in the gut, over and over again.

“They were. Each of them have children as well.”

AND CHILDREN? Wow… for them to have given up their own senses of self to form Vegito, they must have been tremendously desperate. She couldn’t imagine what it was like, to be in their shoes back then.

“How do their wives feel about you? Their kids?” She was dreading the answer to this.

“…Their wives hate me, for one.”

And, her bad feeling was right. An air of sadness covered Vegito, and she didn’t know what came over her then, but she had an impulse to reach over and grab one of his hands…so she did. Her palm moved under to press against his own, as did her fingers to his. The fire in her skin returned. It doubled, when it crossed her mind that his big-knuckled hand was giant compared to her smaller, petite one.

Vegito blinked, taking in the sight of their miniature embrace. He didn’t comment on it, but he didn’t shy away from her display of affection either. She took that as a positive.

“Goku’s wife is Chi Chi, and Vegeta’s is Bulma.”

Bulma...? So, that was why he was at Capsule Corp.

“The fact that their husbands became one person angered them. Chi Chi couldn’t stomach the thought of me being in her house, let alone taking up Goku’s role as her husband, so she banned me from ever coming back.”

Vegito’s tail sporadically quivered, as he continued staring at their hands. She grew warmer and warmer as time ticked by.

“She lets me see Goku’s youngest son at least, and even though he wasn’t too thrilled about it either in the beginning, he got used to me. The same goes for his eldest son, Gohan. Thanks to his maturity, he was more understanding of the situation.”

His expression wasn’t changing much, but she questioned the possibility of she having become more in tune with his emotions, as she could swear that the treatment he’s dealt with has weighed down upon him.

“Bulma eventually allowed me to stay with her and her family at Capsule Corp, but she couldn’t look me in the face at all for the first couple of months. Vegeta’s only son, Trunks, thought of me as some type of imposter. Once, he lashed out and told me that I stole Vegeta away from them.”

That…that was unfair. Incredibly unfair.

“These days, the hostility has died down. Trunks has more or less accepted me as someone who’ll support him, but he made it clear to me that he would never consider me as his father. Bulma started ignoring me altogether.”

He wasn’t going to talk about the argument they had hours ago...

“Life has become something odd, for us all. Things have fallen back into a special type of normalcy, where I’m in the place of Goku and Vegeta.”

“How do YOU feel, though?”

“Hn?” He was taken out of his slight trance.

“How do you feel, about everything that’s happened? How they’ve treated you? Because I’ll be honest-” She sneered.

“How they treated you like garbage for something that wasn’t your fault, with you saving their lives to top it off, really pisses me off.”

She restrained it, held it back so she wouldn’t interrupt Vegito’s story, but now it was boiling and she couldn’t hold in the steam. Trunks she could get because he was a kid, but the audacity of Chi Chi and Bulma was sickening. It wasn’t like Vegito ASKED to be born, yet they treated him like he warranted their scorn merely by existing.

“Well…” Vegito, stupefied from her words, tried to think of what to say.

“It wasn’t fun, how poorly they behaved towards me. Made me feel as if I didn’t deserve to live at times.”

“Do you think you do?” Unconsciously, her grip on his hand tightened.

“Yes, of course I want to live. I want to experience life like everyone else.” His tone picked up on strength.

“I am not JUST a fusion of Goku and Vegeta. I have my own mind and my own thoughts, and I act with my own free will. Neither of them are in control of me. Only I am. They created me with the job of protecting what was dear to them, and I plan on upholding that, but I also want to pave a path for myself.”

Vegito was disclosing such personal information to her, and so freely. She felt special. Especially because she was beyond a doubt sure that he’s never said any of this to his not-wives.

“What kind of path?”

“One where I can become stronger, at least. Someone else could arrive on the planet any day, and want to destroy it. They could be more powerful than Buu. Not only that…” He turned introspective.

“I get the feeling that there’s other strong fighters somewhere out in the universe. They could be stronger than me. It’s all purely speculation with a bit of wishful thinking on my part, but it gets my blood pumping regardless. I want to experience a good fight again, one day. I want to push my limits and see the heights I can reach.”

“Sounds like you’re keen on self-improvement.” She expressed, but there was no teasing air present in it. She was smiling, a genuine full smile. Vegito’s smirk lost much of its cockiness, exchanged for something vaguely tender.

“It's in the blood of all Saiyans to desire such. I’m no different.”

This man, this fusion, this remarkable creation of two into one sure was holding in a lot about himself. Did he have no one to talk to about this? No one he was willing to lower his guard with, and convey his emotions? What a shame. She did sympathize with him; he must have been very lonely.

No one currently around could give him a proper challenge and make him feel truly excited again either. Life was dull and bland for him right now. Or was it? She was beginning to grasp why Vegito kept visiting her so often...

“I have to ask. Do you enjoy being around me? Is that why you kept coming by a lot?”

The bravado, quick to arrive, was quick to leave as well. To her amazement, the Saiyan turned the softest shade of red.

“Uuh…you…could say that.”

Seeing an opportunity there, she shamelessly took the bait.

“Why? Haven’t I smacked you with a spoon and yelled at you a bunch of times?”

“Heheh…” Using his free hand, he scratched his cheek with a finger.

“You’re feisty. I like it…that’s all.”

This was the first time she’s ever been called feisty. Mean, aggressive, a bitch, sure. But feisty? That was new. And frankly, she was enamoured that he found her constant dour attitude appealing. She didn’t have to put on a mask around him.

“I’m happy to hear that.” There was a dopey, elated smile spreading her lips, but for once, she didn’t care. She enjoyed how much her heart was racing, how there was a swarm of butterflies in her stomach. This was a new experience for her, and she was content to bask in it.

“I enjoy being around you too. I know you like annoying me, but I find your company very…nice.”

Vegito’s blush intensified, and she was wishing she had her phone on her, but there was no way he would let her take a photo of him like this. She would have to store this moment forever in her memories.

“In fact, I was hoping…that we could spend more time together. If…that would be ok…? And if it wouldn't get in the way of your training or whatever.”

Her mouth operated on its own there, voicing what she had been contemplating deep down. Swapping with the Saiyan, she was the one intently staring at their hands now, having briefly lost some self-assurance.

Vegito’s tail swayed over to her arm, and she viewed it slowly snake around her skin to enclose it. A shiver passed through her; it was ticklish but the fur of it was indeed fluffy and soft like she surmised before.

“I would like that.”

This was the happiest she’s ever seen him be, she thinks. That innocent air paired nicely with him, but she honestly thought it was alluring whenever his arrogance started showing too. Maybe she’s felt that way all along, and that’s why it never failed to irritate her.

“So. Majin Buu. You have to fill me in on the details there; I remember you said there’s a reason why people don’t recall him?”

“Heh. Get comfortable, because this story is a doozy. For context, let me first tell you about Buu’s origins…”

[dynocaps]

Sorry, I just love Cor.

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Transcription: Capsule Corporation and Brief’s family official statement on the Cell Games

Might as well put the official transcription somewhere useful for posterity other than CC’s main site.

Trunks:

Thank you all for your attendance. Myself and Dr. Bulma will be issuing statements. Because of the broad range of topics covered questions will not be taken from the floor today. However questions are welcome to be presubmitted for a later session. 

Capsule Corporation's and my family’s silence has not been to discredit the writing of Professor Son. On the contrary - we, and other relevant parties, have fully approved every word before publication. We were waiting until this particular revelation and focussed press attention to speak freely. Staff have been informed earlier today.

I would like to take this opportunity to confirm Professor Son’s story and book as a whole, and outline Capsule Corp’s involvement in the Cell Games. First, Dr. Bulma did indeed repair the Android Sixteen to attend the Games alongside Son Gohan, his father Son Goku, my father Vegeta and a number of other individuals who - whilst all good friends - wish to remain unnamed in this statement. Capsule Corporation and my family had no prior contact with Mr. Satan, no professional contact with Dr. Gero outside of coincidental conference attendances and definitively no hand in the creation of Cell - other than my father’s DNA being manipulated and used without his consent.

The young man at the Games bearing a striking resemblance to myself has been the subject of much debate and conspiracy. I can confirm his name was indeed Trunks, was 18 years old at the time and his parents were a Vegeta and Bulma. Whilst we share the same DNA he categorically was not me. To reiterate, I have not travelled back in time to the Cell Games. He came from a timeline where Dr. Gero’s plan had succeeded, and he came to help us prevent the same happening to us. We continue to be grateful for his warning and assistance.

Whilst some of Capsule Corporation’s technology has been inspired by off-patent alien tech, much of those spin-offs remain in private development by family members. Proudly, we can reassure you that DynoCaps have always been Earth’s invention, and to our knowledge the technology has not been replicated anywhere else in the galaxy.

and finally yes, my father was not born on Earth and was the heir to the throne of the same planet the late Son Goku originated from. That makes me and my sister only half-Earthling by blood alone. However this planet is all we have known and so remains, unquestionably, our and our family’s only priority. As such I will continue in my dual role as Capsule Corporation’s President and intermittent defender of Earth.

Bulma:

I met Son Goku at his home in the jungles of the South East an embarrassing number of years ago. I was sixteen at the time, him not much younger, and I was the first person he’d seen since his adoptive Grandfather passed away some years before. To say he was wild would be an understatement. After some persuasion he agreed to travel the world with me the entire summer. We made many friends that month, and our group only ever grew over time.

The year after we would encounter the Red Ribbon Army and the handiwork of Dr. Gero for the first time. I can tell you from first-hand experience the Army’s poor reputation is well-deserved, and Dr. Gero did nothing to redeem himself later with his dangerous and highly inappropriate approach to artificial intelligence and cybernetics. I’m glad to know the individuals who have put a stop to his brand of death and destruction over the years.

The time machine my future counterpart developed to enable Trunks to reach us remains in the future. My own attempt at replicating the technology has been stopped by forces threatening action for breaking galactic law should I continue. We are only beginning to learn the galaxy’s wider political situation through our connections and I am not willing to jeopardise any future official contact we as a planet should have. I urge other scientists to follow my lead.

Although not a man to stand on ceremony, Goku had a kind, open and loving nature that could draw in even the coldest people. Though he’d never admit it, that list would include even my husband Vegeta towards the end. Goku was, without a shadow of a doubt, my best friend. Our families have always been close - I consider his family an extension of my own, Gohan a nephew, and fully support his research and decision to write his book. If the Cell Games and other battles could have gone any differently for my and Goku’s own children I would have given my life to make it so. Sadly they could not, but with his research now in the open I feel I can sleep easier thinking of my own grandchildren’s futures.

My late husband and I were always - and continue to be I’m sure -extremely proud of our children. Their mixed heritage has been a source of great pride for them in turn - much to the joy of their father. That same sentiment extends from me to all our friends and family.

Regardless of their background and abilities, Trunks and Bra remain the same people - talented and more than competent in all they do. They continue to serve everyone both inside and out of Capsule Corporation. Mirroring that dedication, in my role of CEO I can ensure myself and Capsule Corporation will continue to supply and support the Emergency Relief Effort volunteers with funds and, soon, technology extending to now fully-tested ki-detection kits to aid in search and rescue.

I hope you can forgive our deception in time, and I hope we can look forward to a more open future together.

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"Dragon Ball Z" Monopoly Will Soon Be a Real Thing You Can Buy

You can turn pretty much anything into Monopoly nowadays. From Attack on Titan Monopoly and Final Fantasy VII to more popular nerd properties like Game of Thrones and The Walking Dead, the crossovers are limitless. And yes, that even extends to Dragon Ball Z. 

    While there's currently no release date, the Dragon Ball Z Monopoly set is up for pre-order for $39.95 at USAopoly. In addition to the themed board—which has Kame houses, Hyperbolic Time Chambers, and more in place of the traditional real estate—Capsule Corp. and Red Ribbon Army cards stand in for Chance and Community Chest cards. 

  Here's a peek at the board: 

  The pieces are, from left to right, Trunk's Sword, a DynoCap, Goku's treasured four-star Dragon Ball, a Dragon Ball Radar, Saiyan Armor, and Muten Roshi's Turtle Shell.

    It says the Monopoly money is customized, so does that mean it'll be Zeni? I guess we'll find out if the set has any other DBZ-themed features when it launches. 

  Via Konbini

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Joseph Luster is the Games and Web editor at Otaku USA Magazine. You can read his webcomic, BIG DUMB FIGHTING IDIOTS, every week at subhumanzoids. Follow him on Twitter @Moldilox. 

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The symbol of Capsule Corp from Dragonball Z. The company is run by Bulmas father Dr Brief who invented the Hoi-Poi Capsules/DynoCaps. 

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Chestnut Stud Across the Multiverse: The Glory of Mankind

Krillin wasn’t sure what to expect when it came to how his day would go, especially when you had a wife like his. Now don’t get him wrong, he loved 18 and the feeling was plenty mutual, that was for damn sure. It’s just that it so happened she was one very kinky sexual beast of a woman!! Their very first time together had left a very deep impression on her to a point that in their time together she developed a, shall we say, particular taste.  Or rather a kink she aimed to fulfil and play out whenever the opportunity presented itself, hell at one point she practically made money off of it. Not that he was complaining mind You, it only made him feel like the luckiest guy on the planet but damn it could be exhausting keeping up with her relentless thirst for her thrill. Small wonder as he followed 18 through the vast labyrinth of the Briefs family estate, their sweet little Marron left under the watchful eye and care of Bulma’s mother Panchy as the compact fighter walked behind his blonde bombshell cyborg wife. Eyes glued to her her swaying hips, her booty jiggling within the confinement of her tight denim jeans. Finally mustering up the effort to ask her. “So Uhm babe, any reason why we’re here today? What’s the ocassion?” He enquired as 18 glanced over her shoulder, those,cool blue eyes of hers twinkling with mischief.

“Oh don’t worry little man…you’ll find out soon enough…” she teased playfully, continuing to lead him to god only knows where. That enigmatic answer did little to reassure the former monk turned police officer as there was a part of him that knew one thing for certain. There was going to be sex involved and given they were at Bulma’s home, it was likely going to involve her, her mom, one of her Capsule Corp employees, or who or what knows. 18 just got a thrill out of seeing him sleep with and fucking other women together with him. In her mind,he was such a stud in bed that she couldn’t keep up with him, he’ll she had limitless stamina, what’s that tell you? The off duty officer knew he’d get s better answer and understanding soon as he and 18 came upon a room marked VIP. The deadly beauty pressing her palm on a scanner next to the wall, the doors sliding open as she looked at her man with a knowing grin. Krillin could only sigh and shrug as he decided to resign himself to his fate. He knew he could never say no to his wife especially with the lengths she went to get him sexual satisfaction and gratification.

“Alright alright. I’ll play your game…not like you wouldn’t be able to convince me to play it anyways…” He playfully quipped with a little tone of self deprecation. He was certain there was more than a fair share of guys who’d envy and hate him but who cared what they thought or had to say!! As he entered the VIP room with 18, the interior designed like some luxury hotel room suite. Complete with a nice view of south city outside and a luxurious queen sized bed. His wife gesturing for him to take a seat on the couch as she fished out a box of DynoCaps from her jeans pocket. Taking out s pair and pressing the buttons,throwing them across the room as a flash of coloured smoke came forth upon impact. Clearing to show two cryostasis containers that rather reminded him of the one 16 had been kept in before 18 and her brother woke him up. The Icy cool blonde looking over her shoulder at him with a catlike smile once more as she pushed a button on each container, a hiss and flow of steam as their doors opened, the occupants hidden by shadows and the pseudo dog as she looked at them.

“Wake uo you two, time for work…your guest of honour has arrived…” she quipped sensually,standing aside as she parked herself in a single seater chair,reclining nice and comfy,hesd resting on her palm as if she was getting ready to enjoy a show. Krillin finding his attention drawn to the enigmatic individuals in the pods as they soon emerged. The shortstack fighter dropping his jaw, blushjng redder than a traffic light as his eyes bugged out from beholding the sight as before him was what seemed to be Twins. There stood a pair of girls, identical to one another from head to toe, yet their respective colour palettes inverted from each other. One a fair olive skinned girl with Snow White hair,eyes covered by a sort of black blindfold with black thigh high high heeled boots and a white thing leotard with a stylish black outfit. Her sister on the other hand had onyx black hair rich milk chocolate dark skin which contrasted with her own Snow White blindfold boots and outfit save for the black leotard thong. But what stunned the compact z warrior was their bodies!! Good lord it was like some took a paI of toned fitness babes with the flexibility of swimmers and gymnasts and turned up a pornographic dial on them. Having more curves than a traffic freeway and a bodacious set of tits and ass that just screamed made for sex and down to fuck!! Hips that screamed made to bare children and thighs that could crush melons to pulp and juice!! His thoughts interrupted as he looked at 18 and said the first thing on his mind.

“Uhm,babe just what the actual hell?!” He all but yelled as the currently unarmed twins loomed their way at him. Feeling their eyes on him even through those blindfolds of theirs as if drinking in every detail about him. Making their way over to him, their lucious,juicy thigh high boots clad legs swaying and sashaying in ways thst made those bubble butts of theirs jiggle like jello, their tits bouncing hypnotically with every step before they parked themselves between him on the couch. Kneeling on the seat as tilted their heads inquisitively, hands caressing his face,their fingers and palms so silky thanks in part to the gloves they wore, making him shudder with the sudden assault of affection. Shocking him as they grabbed and pulled his shirt off of him, exposing his muscular torso as he gasped in shock. The twins humming as if they clearly liked what they saw,their hands now caressing and massaging his exposed form. Memorising every detail from his abs to his pecs and biceps. 18 looking on with devilish erotic delight as if she were looking at a high class work of art.

“Krillin meet 2B and 2P, little something left over from the Red Ribbon army back in the prototype phases for their android project. Bulma and 21 happened upon them by chance and asked me personally to oversee a little adjustment and modifications to them. Nothing much,just enhancing and customising them for your pleasure.” 18 spoke as she now provided him the names of his two mystery women. “2B is the pale skinned one,2P is the dark skinned one, and my little man,they’re made just for you. Their programming and their bodies are devoted to providing you the finest sexual relief and pleasure…consider it a well deserved gift for being such a stud…” licking her lips as she touched her tots with her free hand,idly pleasuring herself in anticipation of what she was about to witness. Secretly glancing at the mirror in the VIP room knowing it was a two way sort. 21 and Bulma on the other side in secret also eagerly awaiting the show with voyeuristic delight at seeing the fruits of their labour as out to play out and pay off. Hours to days and weeks of modifying 2B and 2P, enhancing their bodies, deleting all thst worthless data to make room for all the pair would need when it came to sex and pleasure. Making them the ideal comfort girls for the special little man in their lives.

“Sister 2P, sensors indicate an increase in pulse rate and body hest. Query,master Krillin, is this in response to us and our actions? Do sister and I please and excite you?” 2B catching his attention as she spoke for the first time. Her voice melodic yet so calm and composed. Acting as if she weren’t in the midsts of sensually massaging him together with her dusky skinned twin, their faces shifting between gazing at one another and him as their fingers and palms idly traced along his abs. As if they were examining a rare treasure,their lips so close to kissing him wherever they wanted if they so wanted to. Their big juicy tits rubbing and pressing against his chest as he coild feel their breath on him. Lord how many men had twin fantasies and would so envy him right now.

“Indeed Sister 2B the sentiment is echoed. Is that so master Krillin? Are you aroused? Do not hesitate to express your desires. Please sate your lusts and urges with our bodies.” 2P herself spoke as her voice unsurprisingly was indentical to 2B’s. Krillin unable to answer them properly,only shuddering and groaning from their soothing caress of his Adonis physique. The twins gynoids humming snd purring as if considering that a very acceptable answer, taking turns as they began to plant kisses along his neck and shoulders. His collarbone  caressed by their lips and tongues before he found them kissing him on his own. There was no doubt the databanks of their hard drives were loaded with thorough information regarding sex but for them, their first time kissing Krillin felt like a heavenly experience for the twin prototype red ribbon androids. Each locking lips with Krillin as they coaxed him to dance and press tongues together, air and spit swapped between them, at more than one point turning the make out into a three way kiss. Tongues dancing together ina sloppy game of tonsil hockey before the twins ceased their actions and pried themselves away from the fighting officer. The twins standing mere inches away from him as they glanced to 18, who simply grinned seductively as she nodded for them to continue.

Before Krillin could ask what she was signalling them for, his blush deepened, blood rushing to his loins as the crotch of his pants and boxers started to feel a little confining. Jaw dropping! Eyes hugging out as before him, 2B and 2P began to undress. Stripping off their outfits as they now stood naked before him save for their elbow length gloves and their sexy thigh high boots. Their contrasting complexions glistening with sensual perspiration, faces calm and stoic despised their currently nudity as they displayed themselves for him. Letting him drink in and admire their physical forms, made just for him and him alone. Before the twins pressed their fronts together,their tits rubbing against each other,hands caressing one another’s faces and their bubbly,juicy asses. “Sensors indicate master Krillin’s arousal. Our performance is adequate, our forms please him. Let us continue to further his arousal Sister…” 2B spoke Cool,calmly with a hint of increased sensuality. Massaging her chocolate skinned twin’s booty as she cupped and stroked her fsce. 2P mirroring her actions in kind as Krillin found himself unable to look away. His crotch bulging and swelling and it seemed they picked up on that as if knowing he was turned on motivated them.

“Yes sister…it pleases us to know our performance and actions bring him pleasure…” 2P spoke in turn,as they turned their blindfolded gazes towards him. ““Please master,continue to watch us. This is all for you. Indulge yourself in our bodies,enjoy us to your heart’s content…” with thst said,the twins lol,Ed at one another once more before they pressed their lips together. Skyrocketing his arousal with this combined lesbian and pseudo incest act as their tongues proved and explored each other’s mouths. Grinding their bodies against one another as deep throated moans filled the room. 18 getting up from her seat as she made her away around and behind the luxury couch, drao8ngnher arms around her husband’s shoulder as she hugged him, hands reaching down to cul and rub his groin. Purring seductively as she kissed along uo and don from his face to his neck and shoulders. Making him shudder and groan as her skilled hands began to unbuckle and undo his fly. Prying them apart to expose the pitched tent of his boxers. Getting the twins’ attention with the sound of his zipper as they looked and beheld his clothed erection. The deadly beauty widening her predatory smile as the twins got on their hands and knees, crawling towards their assigned master as 18 grabbed the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down. The twins gasping with shock and delight as hismcock sprung forth into the open air before them. Prominent in its length and girth as they panted with sensual awe, hands grasping and stroking it intimately as if caressing a sacred treasure, their breaths warm as they took in the scent radiating off it. Rubbing their meaty thighs together as their pussy lips quivered and quaked with arousal,nectar gushing ad flowing forth.

““I know, takes your breaths away doesn’t it? All those pictures and videos we gave you girls of this thing in Action. But seeing it in the full flesh and blood is a whole different story isn’t it? This girls isn’t any mere sort of dick…this is a Cock. Your Master’s cock and nothing short of draining him dry will suffice…now get to work. This is what you been waiting for…” 18 spoke with fact and not mere hyperbole, the second she stopped speaking 2B and 2P began to assault Krillin’s shaft with licks and kisses. Sucking snd blowing on his meat stick from base to tip, even giving his balls attention as they drowned his pole with saliva. Faces flushed with arousal and desire as indeed 18 was correct. During 21 and bulma’s reprogramming process, they’d been fed a steady upload of videos and pictures of Krillin in action with them and 18 as well as many others. Hours upon hours of hardcore action to practise sessions to train their sexual holes to handle his length and girth with the special warrior momk brand dildos. To watching as what was to be expected of them as the pair of horny scientists made them view a Warrior Monk Krillin sex doll clone in action. Seeing an example of the real’s virility and prowess behind a two way mirror as the WM rutted with Haydee.

A particularly special android created together by 21 and Bulma’s combined erotic genius made specifically for hands in test runs and performance quality tests with every Krillin clone that came off the production line. After all they had to ensure each and every Warrior Monk was meeting their standards. Hours of seeing that bootylicious,faceless dark skinned gynoid piece of sex on legs in the throes of passion and ectasy as she glistened with sweat,taking thst cock like a pro, her pussy grasping and massaging that shaft as heavy balls slapped with every impact of their loins. That reminded 18 thst Bulma owed her a persomal haydee to gift to Krillin. It’d be ideal for his birthday or Christmas or even an anniversary present. But she digressed as she looked upon the twins deepthrosting snd double teaming her man’s cock. Uncaring of any suffocation as they enticed him to unleash his primal beast within and facefuck him to his heart’s content. The taste of his pre. Dazzling the tastebuds of their tongues, upping the ante as they sandwiched his cock between their marshmallow plump and soft tits. Making him buck his hips as pre sprayed and flew onto their cleavage, their tongues working their lewd magic on the thrusting, exposed tip. It excited and stirred erotic pride within the twins, once forgotten science projects in some red ribbon army lab, repurposed as persomal sexual relief companions for their new master. His responses music to their ears as they further upped their efforts. Each sitting in half his lap now as they shifted position to hotdog his saliva soaked cock between their bubbly asses.

Within seconds of trapping his shaft between their meaty buns,they began to twerk and dance, giving him a massaging jerkoff with their booties, their arousal reachung orgasmic levels as they felt his gush onto the lucious skin of their backsides. Their objectives shifting between wanting to taste his seed in their mouths or to feel their bodies be showered with that cream giving way to the more direct desire to mate and dare they think, breed with this, in their minds,pinnacle of manhood. To them their master was an adonis,an ideal alpha….the glory of mankind. The twins unable to help themselves as before Krillin knew it,he was holding 2B’s waist,fully nude as the bombshell cybernetic beauty straddled his lap. Bouncing and riding on his cock as deepthroated moans escaped her lovely lips, cries of master in between gasps and howls of whorish desire mixed with the slaps of her jiggling ass as she felt the raw primal bliss. The overwhelming desire of fulfilling her purpose, as she felt her master’s cock inside her, stuffing her with his godly girth and length. Her womb welcoming every knock against it as she held onto his strong shoulders, making out with him in a sloppy thirst as her tits rubbed against his firm pecs. 2P and 18 sitting on either side of them,the latter naked save for a lacy thong as she shamelessly played with herself. One hand plunging down the front of her thing to caress her slit,fingers plunging as nectar gushed and her other hand juggled and played with her tits. 2P idly playing with herself,both hands working her oussy as she eagerly awaited her turn, feeling the connected feedback he shared with her sister unit as she felt the delicious phantom sensations of their master’s cock within 2B. Orgasms rocking her snow haired paler sister’s wondrously gifted frame, as Krillin bucked and thrust into her gyraing hips, hands often slapping and squeezing her lewd ass.

2P of course soon wasnt waiting long as she found herself bent over the couch taking it from behind soggy style,tits swaying like some lewd newton’s cradle as krillin’s pelvis smacked and pistoned against her ass. Making her meat buns jiggle with every impact as his balls slapped her clit,cock jakchammering away as 2B and 18 looked on,scissoring one another as they ground their slits together in an erotic kiss of their own. The twins changing up with each and every any which instance of their master cumming. Every eruption of his wonderful shaft as it rained and sprayed inside and out of their bodies, going from one on one to two on one or the occasional 3 on one when 18 decided to get involved. Thst is when the blonde wasn’t masturbating like the shameless voyeur she was or keeping the one waiting for a turn with some not lesbian action. Bulma and 21 were certainly enjoying the show,having a warrior monk each keep them company as they watched their own personal amateur porn montage play out. 2B and 2P exceeding expectations in their drive to satisfy and make a good first impression on their master. Their lover,their king…the f glory of mankind as they were coming to call him. One riding him cowgirl style as another sat in his face, smothering his head with her flowing juices and her meaty asscheeks as the twins made out with each other, hands grasped and linked. To eating the other out as Krillin fucked her sister doggy style, the short king slurred on by his primal urges an desire to reward these two for their slutty devotion. He wasn’t sure how and or why 18 was gifting him like this but damn if she sure as hell knew how to convince him to accept it with gracious lust. 18 certaimlt receiving some gratitude from the twins as they squeezed her tits and massaged her ass, kissing her as she rode Krillin cowgirl style,the foursome making the queen sized bed shake and creak. 21 and Bulma sat exhausted in the laps of their Warrior Monks tired yet smiling,faces flushed as their lovers held them in their laps, cocks connected to their slutty,sloppy pussies as they looked on the exhausted group. Who basked know their afterglow as Krillin slept,his relaxed cock inside the embrace of 18′s pussy as she laid atop her man. 2B and 2P hugging an arm each,spooning against him,cute smiles on their blushing faces as their pussies gushed with excess seed. Their digital minds keeping them warm with dreams of further pleasures with their master and the hopes that they would bare his children. For the glory of mankind….

( @sweetescapeartist​ @pugsbone​ this one is for you ;) )