I had began writing this because I am currently stuck on my other story. Lol, so the chapter is coming, but maybe during spring break, so maybe in another two weeks? So thank you guys for being patient :)

I decided to start on my 'famous 3 years' love story with Bulma and Vegeta. I really had more than enough material. I think Bulma grew up a lot when she began a relationship with Vegeta. But I also want to depict her as someone who wasn't ready to take on the responsibility of becoming a mother in the beginning... So this chapter focuses on her trying to come to terms with a possible pregnancy.

This is a very adult themed first chapter so warning for SMUT. If you are not old enough, go away! Like now! I will probably start a profile on Ao since i want this story to be very adult ortiented.

Once again, I don't own DBZ or any of the characters associated with it.

It was no secret that Bulma was one of the smartest women in the world, making some of the most technologically advanced equipment to ever grace the Earth. But sometimes Bulma did very stupid things that made Goku look like a genius. Like her current mishap...

She closed the bathroom door and took out a box from her bag. This wasn't her first pregnancy scare, being with Yamcha so long, it sometimes slipped. But this definitely was more terrifying than her previous pregnancy scares.

What if she was pregnant? How is she going to explain that to her parents? Or to Yamcha? Or to the rest of her friends?!

'Yeah, remember Vegeta? The guy I invited to stay with me that was responsible for most of your deaths and near destruction of the Earth? Well, I found him hot and we fucked each other because I couldn't control my hormones and now I'm having his baby!' Bulma thought as she shuddered at the thought of what their baby might look like.

'He'd probably look like a brute just like him…' Bulma thought as she peed on the stick.

It wasn't her fault. Bulma loved her some bad boys, it was her biggest vice. And while she was always falling head over heels for men that were just no good for her, she technically never dated much less slept with men like her current house guest.

She couldn't really count Yamcha as a rebel. Yeah he was rough around the edges when they first started dating, but Yamcha was a sweet boy in the end. And while she loved that about him, it sometimes bored her… maybe that's why she started to have roaming eyes.

She didn't know when it started, but she had been crushing on Vegeta for a while now. Yeah he wasn't 'cute' or 'suave' or some sort of playboy that would sweep her off her feet. But it was just something about him that drove her crazy. Every girl has that one weird crush right?

And it wasn't at all about looks. She's dated guys that could actually be princes because they were so handsome. And while Vegeta does have a nice body, that was something she can get from Yamcha. It was his attitude that she found so alluring. He didn't bend over backwards for her whims like most men did for her. And while he was bratty, he had a certain aura about him that attracted her like bees to honey.

On his good days he was stern, rugged, and tough. He always was so composed, never losing his bearings. And while he was a prince, his features weren't at all soft. Like his hands...They were rough and calloused, that of a working mans which turned her on more than she thought it would.

Bulma decided to finally put her foot down that day when he walked into her lab. She set the timer on the counter as she waited for the results. She leaned her head back and looked up the ceiling, remembering the her first time with him.

'Woman, your stupid bot broke!' Vegeta said as he threw the hunk of metal on her desk. Bulma looked up at Vegeta who was hot and sweaty… his muscles looked so much more defined when he was sweating. She bit her lip. She didn't realize how thirsty she was.

'You mean you stupidly broke my robot?' She said as she looked at the damage before her. It was her lunch hour, she was really hoping to get a bite of her sandwich… or maybe she can get a taste of something different?

'Whatever.' Vegeta said. He took a seat in one of the chairs in the lab. Bulma's stomach flipped. Why couldn't he leave while she worked? He was already in her mind occupying very naughty thoughts. She looked over his direction and he gave her a smirk. She looked backed down blushing. He was just sitting there like some sort of model, looking nowhere with his head resting on one of his hand while his other was resting on those perfectly chiseled abs… those strong legs wide and open, as if it were some invitation to come ride him...she wondered how big he was?

Well, Yamcha and her were on a break, she figured why not take a bite out of the forbidden fruit while she can.

Bulma sighed as she got up. She really couldn't handle the tension anymore with Vegeta. She knew he wasn't not interested, especially the way he would look at her when she would clean his wounds. Not that she didn't like the attention when she would catch him in the act. Which was odd, she'd usually scold the men that looked at her in impure ways, but she felt flattered when he would look down her shirt.

"Vegeta, don't you ever get tired of training." Bulma asked him as she walked over to him. He heard the click of her heels as she approached him.

"No." Vegeta said as he noticed Bulma's attire. Leggings that accentuated her long curvy legs, a t-shirt that barely covered her mid drift and a pair of heels. She was definitely a site for sore eyes.

"You should find something else to occupy your time..." she said as her fingers walked up the railing of the chair. Vegeta eyed her hands, wondering where she was going with this. Her tone wasn't the same, it was sultry. Honey to his ears.

"And why should I?" He said watching her circle him like a hungry predator. If she was hungry, he would be more than happy to give her a good piece of meat.

She stopped behind Vegeta. "All work and no play makes you a dull boy." She said as she placed her hands on his shoulders. Vegeta stiffened up at her sudden contact. She bended over, sliding her hands down his strong pecs to his abs. Vegeta got instant goosebumps. The sensation felt heavenly.

"But I can play with you." She whispered in his ear.

Vegeta chuckled at his hostess's audacity. He looked back at her with a cocked brow.

"I don't play nice." Vegeta warned her.

"I'm not looking for nice." Bulma said, not skipping a beat.

"Come here." Vegeta grinned and grabbed her. He sat her down in his lap as she kicked off her heels. Bulma could already feel something hard underneath her as she sat on him. He cupped her ass in his hands as she began to grind on his lap, giving him a nice view of her bouncing breast underneath her tee.

Vegeta took her shirt off. He needed to see them. He always caught a glimpse of them when she would bend over while she would play nurse with him. But now was his chance to finally see them in all their glory.

He unhooked her bra. They were everything Vegeta had imagined; big, bouncy and perky.

He sucked on one of her breast and bit down. Bulma gasped as she bucked her hips at the sensation. He ran his tongue over her nipple before kissing it. He did the same for her other breast, making Bulma wet at the way he worked her body. Just that alone sent her to cloud nine.

Vegeta helped Bulma out of her leggings. He put his hands down her underwear feeling the wetness and bulging clit that needed a good rubbing. He circled a finger around her little bulb and stuck another in her pussy.

'Oh sweet fucking fuck.' Bulma thought as she rolled her eyes back in pleasure. Vegeta smirked as he felt Bulma melt into his hand.

After a few minutes, Bulma couldn't take it anymore, she needed him to fuck her good. She slid her underwear off and then grabbed his pants and slid them down too. A big cock sprung up. It was a lot bigger than she thought. She began to hesitate for a moment. "Um, Vegeta, that's… pretty big."

Vegeta laughed at Bulma's statement, which caught her off guard. He had a nice laugh.

"I'm sure you can handle it. Don't worry, I'll pull out." He winked at her as he grabbed Bulma's hips. She didn't even have a moment to protest when he impaled her right on his massive cock.

Bulma felt like if the air had been sucked out of her.

"Ah, fuck, you're tight!" Vegeta said as his eyes widened and his toes curled. He didn't stop to think that maybe he couldn't handle Bulma. He could've finished at that very moment, but that wouldn't be no fun. He wasn't a one pump chump after all.

Vegeta began drilling her. She wrapped her hands around Vegeta's neck and nuzzled her head in the crook of it. Vegeta was coming at her full force, she needed to hang on to something.

He took delight in hearing her moan in pleasure. She sure was giving him a workout the way he thrust his hips.

"You like that?" Vegeta said in her ear as he brushed a few strands away and plant some kisses on her jaw.

His voice was gruff and low. She loved it. "Mmhm!" Bulma said as Vegeta continued pounding her. She could hear the slapping sounds of his lap hitting her pussy.

He grabbed her by the hair as he pried her mouth from his neck and crushed his lips against hers.

It was perfect. He was so forceful with her. He didn't let her have any control. He broke the kiss as he pulled her hair back. He wanted to get a good look at her breast before he flipped her. He then proceeded to grab her and turn her around, her back facing him now. He grabbed her by the throat and resumed his furious thrusting.

Bulma was turning red. She couldn't handle it anymore. Vegeta was making her reach a peak she never thought she'd see. "Ahhhh, yes!" Bulma said as she came all over Vegeta's cock and with a few more hard thrust, Vegeta finished inside of her.

"Fuck…" Vegeta said breathless, his face red as his warm seed squirted in her.

They took a second to catch their breaths. Bulma was on an incredible high an she rested on Vegeta. She never thought someone could do her like that. But then she came to her senses.

"Vegeta! I thought you said you were going to pull out?" She scolded him as she turned her head to him.

Vegeta lifted her off his shaft, she was dripping with his cum. "I just did." He teased her. He honestly didn't mean to do it, but her pussy was too good to pass up the chance.

Bulma chuckled at Vegeta's response, which made him smirk.

Bulma smacked her head on the railing of the sink.

She wished it was the only time Vegeta came inside her, but before getting back with Yamcha, they went at it a couple more times.

Hey, she was only human.

"Ugh Bulma you stupid, stupid girl!" Bulma said as she lightly smacked her forehead.

"Yes, you really are a stupid girl." Vegeta said as he peeked his head in her bathroom.

"Vegeta! what are you doing here?!" Bulma squealed, wide eyed. He wasn't a stranger of barging into her room. Not that she didn't mind it, especially those late nights when she was horny as hell. She shook her head. 'Not the time Bulma!'

"You're mother told me to tell you that your idiot boyfriend called and said he was going to be here in 20 minutes." He said a bit grumpy.

"Oh okay. Is that all?" Bulma questioned him impatiently, really wanting him to get out.

Vegeta honestly expected some sort of reaction from her. She'd usually get mad at him when he would call her boyfriend names. "What are you doing?" Vegeta said as he looked the the little stick and timer sitting on the counter.

Bulma turned white in the face.

"Nothing! None of your business!" Bulma said as she got up and pushed him all the way out of her room. She really hoped Vegeta didn't know what a pregnancy test looked like. Vegeta was confused as she shut the door behind him.

"Gee, what's her problem?" Vegeta said as he walked back down to the kitchen.

Bulma forgot about one person in this whole ordeal. Vegeta. How the hell was she going to tell him she was expecting a baby of his? Would he kidnap it train it to become one of the toughest warriors? Or would he kill it like the Spartans do when they find out they have weak children.

Maybe even worse? What if Vegeta wanted to start a family with her?!

Bulma began biting her nails. 'What the fuck Bulma!'

'DING!' Bulma jumped.

The timer sounded out loudly. Time was up. It was the moment of truth. If she was pregnant, she would keep it! No abortions! Not even if he is deformed! She would be the best mom she can be to a half human, half monster baby. She would feed it raw meat and keep it in the darkest confines of the compound. She would star in her own TLC special, 'Me and my alien baby.' Maybe Vegeta would want to take care of it too? She took a deep breath and held her head up high. She looked down at the pregnancy test.

"OH SWEET KAMI!"

Haha, poor Bulma. What do you think the pregnancy result read?