Saiyan Visions and Adventures: Saiyan Feminine
By Moonraker One
CHAPTER ONE - A creation of Bardock's
Boring. Incredibly boring. Bardock was one of the few Saiyans in heaven, so things got boring rather quickly. He sat there on a rock, watching as the other souls here floated around, interacting with each other, living their happy afterlife. Bardock only had a handful of other Saiyans to interact with, and that ate away at his sanity. Most of the time, to pass the eternity that he had here, he watched his son as he went about his extraordinary life. That damned cliff accident; it was good that his son wasn't evil, but bad that his son remembered nothing of his dad. Right now, Goku was being belittled by his wife Chi-Chi.
Suddenly, a thought echoed in his mind like a bullet ricocheting off a wall: his son was, figuratively, ruled by a woman. What if his son, literally, was ruled by a woman? It made the Saiyan smile at the thought; it would certainly make for an interesting thing to watch. He knew a perfect way to implement it, but lacked the resources. He'd have to get the help of an elder god. It seemed that he'd be doomed to be bored for another really long time, when he remembered something. He got up, and flew to the one person who could set up a meeting with an elder god: King Yemma.
As he stood at the enormous desk of the guardian of the gateway to the afterworld, he couldn't help but think of how dominating Yemma looked. The big oaf turned his attention off his pad, and looked down at the Saiyan staring up at him.
"What do you want, Bardock?" Yemma boomed.
Bardock swallowed, then spoke. "Yemma, I want to set up a meeting with an elder god, preferably Lord Alexander."
Yemma chuckled a bit. "The great King of the Elder Gods himself? You? Ha!"
Bardock didn't let up. "I'm completely serious."
"Ooookay," Yemma said, "but I can't guarantee he'll even care about a mortal such as you."
A sudden crack of lightning sent Bardock sailing, and in a second, standing before him, was the master of all existence, all seven feet of him.
Bardock was at a loss for words. "A..lexan..der! How are you?"
The elder god's voice echoed throughout the room. "I believe you wanted to speak? How about we go back to Planet Velir to talk?"
Bardock was amazed at the agreeability of this being. A second later, they were on the sacred planet of the Gods to talk. Alexander sat down on a rock opposite Bardock. Alexander started the conversation.
"Listen, Bardock," he said. "I know what you want to do. I have to say that I was planning to do something like what you were."
Bardock's eyes widened. "You..were?"
"Yes. I figured that I'd tell you. Here, you can sit here and watch as I create OUR creation."
At that similar moment, on Earth, Goku was training with Piccolo. The two had gotten pretty far, and were both beaten up pretty badly. Both agreed that the fight was going to have to end rather quickly. Piccolo was distracted by a sudden burst of light that encompassed Goku, and then left. Goku used Piccolo's distraction to launch the session-ending attack. Piccolo fell to the lookout floor, and looked up at Goku, pointing at his chest, and looking rather scared.
"G...Goku!" He yelled, looking freaked out. "Your body!"
Piccolo saw that Goku's body had become female, even the face looked like a woman's. Just as Goku looked down, he reverted to his normal self.
"Piccolo, I think you're hallucinating," he said.
"Goku," Piccolo said, getting healed and standing up. "I know what I saw you'd become...feminine."
Goku burst out laughing. "Piccolo! You saw me change into a girl? You must be nuts! I didn't think I hit you THAT hard."
The light hit again, and Goku turned female again. Goku had an itch, and scratched his chest to get rid of it. Half way through the scratch, he stopped, and his eyes widened. He looked down, and about let the biggest scream Piccolo had ever heard. Piccolo and Dende had to shield their ears so their heads didn't explode. In a half second, Goku once again returned to normal. Alexander and Bardock were loving this. Bardock gave Alexander a high five, and their laughter lifted each other's spirits. Goku wasn't having fun, for every couple of seconds, he'd switch between normal and female. As Piccolo sat down and contemplated Goku's predicament, a thought quickly surged to his mind.
"Goku," he said, standing up suddenly. "A female Saiyan's soul must be trying to take control of your body like my father tried to control Kami!"
Goku smiled; that had to be it. "But Piccolo, how'd I get this out of me?"
Piccolo thought a minute, then came up with the plan. "Goku, you have to reach down and grab this spirit, and then force it out of you like it was energy."
Goku stood up, and gathered his ki. His facial expression showed the pain he was enduring as he tried to force out the soul. Struggling with the spirit, energy started to shoot off him and shower the rest of the lookout. After three minutes, he gritted his teeth, bunkered down, and yelled loudly as he pushed energy out of him with all his might; Piccolo, Dende, and Mister Popo were thrown several feet by this. A white ball of energy shot from his chest, flew across the lookout, and landed, taking physical form, the head of which was hanging over the lookout. For a few seconds, no one knew what to think. Dende finally gathered the courage to walk over and heal the being laying unconsciously on the floor.
"Here you go," He said.
Piccolo shouted, "Dende! You idiot! Don't heal that!"
It was a little too late. Dende smiled as the being started to stand up. Once the being, who was noticeably female, was on her feet, the first thing she did was send Dende back over to Piccolo with a mild kick. She scanned her surroundings, Mr. Popo, Piccolo, Dende, and finally, Goku.
She smiled, her female facial figures standing out. "Hello, Kakarot. I'm sure you know me."
The strange thing was, she looked like an exact female copy of Goku. Her hair was the same, her face was almost the same, her outfit the same. She wasn't quite as muscular as her male counterpart, but she was definitely more muscular than most of the females Goku's seen. Her orange and blue GI, the same as Goku's, hugged her sexy figure, making her body stand out. Even Goku had to admit he'd seen few women as good looking, other than his wife.
"Uh, what would your name be?" Goku asked.
She smirked. "I would be Kakaritta."
Piccolo turned to Goku. "Uh, now that she's here, how are you going to introduce her to the others? Even if you try to hide her, after a while, they'll sense her ki. Her power is the same as yours."
Goku scratched his head. "I'll...tell them she's my sister that I didn't know about! And, the others are at Master Roshi's, how about we go there now!"
Piccolo thought the idea was dumb, but what the hell.
"Hello?" Kakaritta said. "Am I included in this?"
Goku turned to her "Uh, follow me! We're going to Master Roshi's house. You know him?"
She laughed. "I know everything you know, which is unfortunate, because you know little."
Goku took the insult, but didn't care. Back at Planet Velir, Bardock and Alexander got prepared for another show; this just kept getting better.
By Moonraker One
CHAPTER ONE - A creation of Bardock's
Boring. Incredibly boring. Bardock was one of the few Saiyans in heaven, so things got boring rather quickly. He sat there on a rock, watching as the other souls here floated around, interacting with each other, living their happy afterlife. Bardock only had a handful of other Saiyans to interact with, and that ate away at his sanity. Most of the time, to pass the eternity that he had here, he watched his son as he went about his extraordinary life. That damned cliff accident; it was good that his son wasn't evil, but bad that his son remembered nothing of his dad. Right now, Goku was being belittled by his wife Chi-Chi.
Suddenly, a thought echoed in his mind like a bullet ricocheting off a wall: his son was, figuratively, ruled by a woman. What if his son, literally, was ruled by a woman? It made the Saiyan smile at the thought; it would certainly make for an interesting thing to watch. He knew a perfect way to implement it, but lacked the resources. He'd have to get the help of an elder god. It seemed that he'd be doomed to be bored for another really long time, when he remembered something. He got up, and flew to the one person who could set up a meeting with an elder god: King Yemma.
As he stood at the enormous desk of the guardian of the gateway to the afterworld, he couldn't help but think of how dominating Yemma looked. The big oaf turned his attention off his pad, and looked down at the Saiyan staring up at him.
"What do you want, Bardock?" Yemma boomed.
Bardock swallowed, then spoke. "Yemma, I want to set up a meeting with an elder god, preferably Lord Alexander."
Yemma chuckled a bit. "The great King of the Elder Gods himself? You? Ha!"
Bardock didn't let up. "I'm completely serious."
"Ooookay," Yemma said, "but I can't guarantee he'll even care about a mortal such as you."
A sudden crack of lightning sent Bardock sailing, and in a second, standing before him, was the master of all existence, all seven feet of him.
Bardock was at a loss for words. "A..lexan..der! How are you?"
The elder god's voice echoed throughout the room. "I believe you wanted to speak? How about we go back to Planet Velir to talk?"
Bardock was amazed at the agreeability of this being. A second later, they were on the sacred planet of the Gods to talk. Alexander sat down on a rock opposite Bardock. Alexander started the conversation.
"Listen, Bardock," he said. "I know what you want to do. I have to say that I was planning to do something like what you were."
Bardock's eyes widened. "You..were?"
"Yes. I figured that I'd tell you. Here, you can sit here and watch as I create OUR creation."
At that similar moment, on Earth, Goku was training with Piccolo. The two had gotten pretty far, and were both beaten up pretty badly. Both agreed that the fight was going to have to end rather quickly. Piccolo was distracted by a sudden burst of light that encompassed Goku, and then left. Goku used Piccolo's distraction to launch the session-ending attack. Piccolo fell to the lookout floor, and looked up at Goku, pointing at his chest, and looking rather scared.
"G...Goku!" He yelled, looking freaked out. "Your body!"
Piccolo saw that Goku's body had become female, even the face looked like a woman's. Just as Goku looked down, he reverted to his normal self.
"Piccolo, I think you're hallucinating," he said.
"Goku," Piccolo said, getting healed and standing up. "I know what I saw you'd become...feminine."
Goku burst out laughing. "Piccolo! You saw me change into a girl? You must be nuts! I didn't think I hit you THAT hard."
The light hit again, and Goku turned female again. Goku had an itch, and scratched his chest to get rid of it. Half way through the scratch, he stopped, and his eyes widened. He looked down, and about let the biggest scream Piccolo had ever heard. Piccolo and Dende had to shield their ears so their heads didn't explode. In a half second, Goku once again returned to normal. Alexander and Bardock were loving this. Bardock gave Alexander a high five, and their laughter lifted each other's spirits. Goku wasn't having fun, for every couple of seconds, he'd switch between normal and female. As Piccolo sat down and contemplated Goku's predicament, a thought quickly surged to his mind.
"Goku," he said, standing up suddenly. "A female Saiyan's soul must be trying to take control of your body like my father tried to control Kami!"
Goku smiled; that had to be it. "But Piccolo, how'd I get this out of me?"
Piccolo thought a minute, then came up with the plan. "Goku, you have to reach down and grab this spirit, and then force it out of you like it was energy."
Goku stood up, and gathered his ki. His facial expression showed the pain he was enduring as he tried to force out the soul. Struggling with the spirit, energy started to shoot off him and shower the rest of the lookout. After three minutes, he gritted his teeth, bunkered down, and yelled loudly as he pushed energy out of him with all his might; Piccolo, Dende, and Mister Popo were thrown several feet by this. A white ball of energy shot from his chest, flew across the lookout, and landed, taking physical form, the head of which was hanging over the lookout. For a few seconds, no one knew what to think. Dende finally gathered the courage to walk over and heal the being laying unconsciously on the floor.
"Here you go," He said.
Piccolo shouted, "Dende! You idiot! Don't heal that!"
It was a little too late. Dende smiled as the being started to stand up. Once the being, who was noticeably female, was on her feet, the first thing she did was send Dende back over to Piccolo with a mild kick. She scanned her surroundings, Mr. Popo, Piccolo, Dende, and finally, Goku.
She smiled, her female facial figures standing out. "Hello, Kakarot. I'm sure you know me."
The strange thing was, she looked like an exact female copy of Goku. Her hair was the same, her face was almost the same, her outfit the same. She wasn't quite as muscular as her male counterpart, but she was definitely more muscular than most of the females Goku's seen. Her orange and blue GI, the same as Goku's, hugged her sexy figure, making her body stand out. Even Goku had to admit he'd seen few women as good looking, other than his wife.
"Uh, what would your name be?" Goku asked.
She smirked. "I would be Kakaritta."
Piccolo turned to Goku. "Uh, now that she's here, how are you going to introduce her to the others? Even if you try to hide her, after a while, they'll sense her ki. Her power is the same as yours."
Goku scratched his head. "I'll...tell them she's my sister that I didn't know about! And, the others are at Master Roshi's, how about we go there now!"
Piccolo thought the idea was dumb, but what the hell.
"Hello?" Kakaritta said. "Am I included in this?"
Goku turned to her "Uh, follow me! We're going to Master Roshi's house. You know him?"
She laughed. "I know everything you know, which is unfortunate, because you know little."
Goku took the insult, but didn't care. Back at Planet Velir, Bardock and Alexander got prepared for another show; this just kept getting better.