A/N: Hello! Sorry for the long time between updates I had wanted to post an update on Monday, but this passed week has been tough. Here is the first chapter of a bew story of mine. I don't know how long it will end up being though I've already written the first three chapters so we shall see how long it goes for. Yes, it IS another story with a well-endowed Android Eighteen so prepare for some fun! Just as a note I did not get a chance to finish edits on this before posting so keep that in mind if something looks weird. I will fix it when I can.
Orange Star High, Before the World Tournament:
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'Darn it! I can't believe they actually made me late already!..." Gohan shouted as he ran down another of the many long crooked hallways of Orange Star High School. It was the first day of school, well half way through the first Friday that is since for some reason they were having their introductory day on a Friday. But even then it seemed that the young man couldn't even make it through a half ass day without being tardy, "...Thanks a lot, Erasa..." He said to himself the whole time he bolted down C hall before making a very hard turn onto F hall, his feet skidding across the tiled floors as the door to his last class before lunch time came into view, "...I like you a lot, but I really didn't need a complete rundown of your one hundred favorite songs a minute before the bell rang..." Picking up the pace, the Son boy felt his breath hitch in his throat as a small pale hand reached out to release the door so that it could close for class, 'Oh Dende!...' Shouting the words in his head, Gohan only just managed to grasp the handle before it locked itself, the studious student hauling himself into the room just in the nick of time.
Not even bothering to look at the teacher he was certain was staring him down in that moment, Gohan quietly made his way to the only open seat in the room...and of course it could only be in one place...and next to one guy… "Hey, Gohan, over here, man!..." The sound of Sharpener's voice cracking through the air like a bomb going off to the late Son, Gohan nearly sent his desk beside the blonde man go toppling over he landed in it so quickly, "...Dende, talk about barely making it in!..." Sharpener said, a wide smirk appearing on his face in the meantime, "...You must really want a good view of the new teacher, eh?..." Gohan still rifling through the many papers in his satchel, the blonde man merely leaned back in his seat as he gazed straight ahead, "...Don't worry though, you can owe me later for this seat...I had to send a few guys packing just to keep it empty for ya..." Sparing a glance over at his country friend to see if he was paying attention, Sharpener smirked, the jock slowly shaking his head before leaning across the isle to whisper in Gohan's ear.
"...Just wait until Miss. Number turns around...then you'll learn all you need to know about physics..."
The Son boy blinking several times as he hoisted his head out of his satchel, the papers he needed finally in hand, he looked right over at Sharpener, the other student still grinning just as widely with his friend facing him, "...Huh?...What do you mean? Who's Miss. Number?..." Gohan said arching one eyebrow at the other male, his attention so focused on his friend that he was oblivious to all the staring going on around him, though only by about half the classroom, "...And this is Physics class...so what if she's wearing a goofy science shirt?..." He said to the still smirking blonde man, the other boy still grinning at him in between darting glances at the woman whose rear below the waist was still obscured by the back of her swivel chair, the knowledge of what was on her other side making all this even more funny for him, "...I mean, she's the new teacher too, right? Wouldn't it make sense for her to try make her students like—" Sharpener's hand grasping a firm hold on Gohan's chin, he slowly turned his face to look straight ahead just as the teacher spun around, both Gohan as well as the rest of the boys' jaws in class to drop, "...Like...like...like...phyyyyyyysiiiiics..."
The word drawing out longer and longer until eventually the Son man finally ran out of breath, Gohan didn't know what took his breath away more! The HUGE pair of gravity defying globes bubbling up out of the front of Miss. Number's ornate white tank top...or the fact that Miss. Number was actually… "...EIGHTEEN!?..." Shouting the name at the top of his lungs, Gohan was stopped from surely getting himself kicked out of class by quick hand across his mouth, the whole time the boy's eyes staying locked on the now, clearly annoyed android teacher, "...E...Eighteen...she...she's my new physics teacher?..." Saying the words half to himself and half to the rest of the reality that was now his life, the young Son at long managed to pull himself together just as Eighteen took a couple steps around her desk so that he was in front of it...and just like that the minds of the class's men were gone once again…
Boing! "Welcome to your first day of Physics class..." The blonde woman at long last began as she made her way around to stand in front of her desk, Boing! "...My name is Miss. Number...and you can call me nothing else..." Boing! Her curtain of short silky platinum blonde hair flowing across her face as she moved, as much as Gohan had been raised a gentleman the word 'man' was still very much a part of that term, Boing! And so for the entire time that Eighteen was introducing herself, only the girls managed to hear what she was saying...the boys meanwhile just couldn't stop staring at her big perky pair of… "...Not cutie...or Blondie...and certainly not, Miss. Can I get your Number..." Eighteen's perfect set of creamy thirty four double Es giving yet another glorious bounce as she sat back on her desk, there was no doubt where half the class's attention was, the plunging neckline on her summer tank top made sure of that. Even Gohan...good chaste Gohan couldn't help his eyes becoming trapped between those heavenly melons as they dived into her deep valley of jiggly pale white cleavage.
A moment of silence passing across the room after a few short giggles and chuckles from the blonde's last wrong nickname was said, Eighteen slowly scanned the room only to feel a small mark of agitation begin to form on her forehead when she saw the obviously perverted looks on all the boys' faces, "...So...with that being said...I kindly suggest..." Closing her eyes as she gently reached down to pick up the thick one thousand page textbook sitting atop her desk, Eighteen held it up just under her glorious girls as she spoke, "...That instead of staring at places you shouldn't be..." The blonde holding onto either side of the massive book with just the thumb and forefinger of each hand, she opened her eyes again just as she finished her piece, "...You should all OPEN your textbooks!..." Moving each of her hands away from each other on that particular word, without showing any effort whatsoever, Eighteen easily tore the massive book in half like a sheet of paper, the feet causing every boy in the room to instantly tear their eyes away from her heavy female endowments only to stare down at a random page in their own textbooks with blue streaks covering their cheeks, "...And turn to page, 18..."
Gohan the only one not at all paralyzed in fear by such an act of strength, he was the only one still looking when the two halves of her textbook were set back down on her desk, a lone torn page managing to slowly fall down around the side of her desk and onto the ground, '...Wow, I can't believe Android Eighteen's one of my teacher's this year...' The boy thought to himself as he watched the blonde in question notice the dropped page with a scowl, the one piece of trash on her otherwise clean floor, '...Go figure she got everyone in line so fast...she really...really...' His mind trailing off into nothingness, Gohan was at the same time the only one watching and making up for the rest of the guys keeping their eyes locked on their textbooks when Eighteen turned and bent over to pick up the loose piece of paper.
'...Really has one hell of an ass...' The words his mother had long taught him were too obscene to even think all the same rolling across his mind, there was no contesting just how true they were. While the rest of the class was neck deep in their studies, Gohan was the sole gawker as Eighteen bent over. The short blue material of her thin, flowing mid thigh skirt hugging against her skin, the lucky youth could just about make out every single detail of the blonde's jaw dropping peach. Time coming to a standstill, it didn't even register to him that he was oogling Android Eighteen of all people!
Not only did the former genocidal babe have a huge rack now, but seven years after the Cell Games the firm, tight behind Krillin would go on about when he was trying to woo her had grown into a big, round swell that stuck out almost as much as her boobs did. Her fingers just starting to graze the paper, Gohan couldn't look away, her scandalous skirt pulling itself taut against her curves, he could make out all of her juicy peach from where he was sitting just five feet away. Though as amazing as her ass was on its own, even better was the fact that there didn't to be any sign of underwear beneath her skirt...save for a thin line just below her waist...that telling the boy she could only have one thing beneath the fabric...a thong. The cleft of her now clearly bigger, but just as firm booty almost wiggling at him as she picked up the paper, the Son stared on as each round butt cheek slowly reared back up again as she stood up, the outline inside of her skirt fading only slightly from how tight it was before she turned around once again.
The man who defeated that worst of the androids designed to kill his father now finding himself staring at the front of the new teacher's blue skirt, Gohan slowly raised his gaze, a dryness forming in the back of his throat as it passed over the two perky spheres straining against the woman's top before he arrived at her face. The young man swallowing now, his Adam's apple, moved out then in again right as their eyes met, only the look in the blonde's eyes was thankfully not the one he was expecting when she caught him checking her out. One blonde eyebrow arching up at him when those light blue orbs met his dark ones, it was all Gohan could do to raise his hand and give her a wide cheesy smile when she recognized him...seven years after the final battle with Cell...two warriors were finally reuniting in the strangest of places…
Lunch Time, Classroom 34F:
"Wow, so you became a teacher after everything that happened? That's insane..." Gohan said before taking another big bite out of the thick dinosaur and cheese sandwich his mother had packed for him that morning, the obscene size of his meal not at all a surprise for his company this first school lunch of the year, "...I take it then you decided against trying to make money off of your strength?..." Chewing away at that first big chomp of meat and provolone, Gohan watched the blonde casually eat the salad she had brought with her, the sight of her plucking a small tomato up before popping it into her mouth making his pants feel oddly tight all of a sudden, "...I mean...even with all that happened you're still probably the strongest woman on the planet, right? Why not take advantage of it?..."
Her pink lips moving around for a few seconds as she finished off that lucky little tomato, Eighteen look up at him, the pair only inches off as they were currently sitting down, "Gohan...are you telling me I should be making money with my body instead of my mind?..." Meeting his gaze through that curtain of pale blonde hair, the woman just about gave her new student a heart attack when she said that. The boy choking on the bite he'd just taken of his lunch as he tried to tell her he didn't mean it that way, Eighteen merely smirked at him, his teacher waving him off before continuing, "...Don't worry, I'm just messing with you...man, you martial arts types are bad around women, you know that?..."
The half saiyan youth staring down into his lap completely red faced over how badly she'd just gotten him, Gohan looked back up at her as his new teacher sat back in her swivel chair, "...You know...Krillin was the same way...guy just couldn't keep himself together outside of a fight..." Taking in another savory mouthful of hundred continent dressed lettuce and spinach, Eighteen closed her eyes while she spoke, "...I don't know how many times he asked me to go out with him before I accepted..." Her blonde hair wavering over her lidded blue eyes as she carried on, Gohan slowly started to find his gaze dropping, the slight, delicate movements of her hair trailing down across her swan like neck towards, "...But when I finally said fuck it and met him at the mall it wasn't five minutes before he was being lead away by some dumb bimbo..."
Gently nodding his head up and down acknowledging everything that the android girl was saying to him, Gohan was listening...half listening, the boy taking in all she said while his eyes kept on creeping further south, "...Wow...seriously? I can't believe Krillin of all people would do that to you..." The studious Son said in a distracted tone of voice, his mind far too focused on committing to memory every last inch of Eighteen's generous bosom that was bubbling up over the sides of her deep neckline, "...He wanted to be with you so bad...talked about you all the time...he always told all the guys how yours are the breast girl around..." Not even noticing his hiccup in replying to the blonde, neither did Gohan pay attention to the fact that her own blue eyes were now quite open as he openly stared into the pillowy valley that was Eighteen's...his teacher's cleavage, "...What...what did the other...girl...do—do to steal him so easily?..."
His words beginning to trail off as he subconsciously arched his head forward a little to get a better look at that forbidden orchard, the blonde merely shook a few strands of golden hair out of her eyes, 'Is he seriously staring at my boobs?' She thought before the former enemy had an idea, a small smirk spreading across her lips when she realized just why he wasn't meeting her gaze anymore, "...Oh...only the usual...you know how...certain types of girls get dumb boys' attention so easily, right...Gohan?..." The teen remaining silent, he took in a small gasp of air just as a pair of pale arms crossed underneath those two heavenly breasts, each one causing the corresponding melon to push up even more in her thin top, "...No...well I'll give you a hint..."
Eighteen's voice dropping a little lower into a breathy whisper, the blonde leaned in towards him a little closer, her left hand deftly forcing up the fabric of her top until both the strap of her tank top and bra fell down her arm, "...They wait until the dumb boy looks at their chest...because we both know how much dumb boys love girls with big tits..." The Son boy nodding not at all listening to the real meanings behind her words, he kept on nodding, the second he stole to glance at the blonde's breasts having dragged on much longer than he had thought, "...And then...when she sees you're too busy ogling her breasts...she tells you what she wants..." Gohan's eyes growing to the size of saucers as he watched Eighteen's boobs slowly rise up before falling back down with a few small jiggles into the very rim of her tank top, he could just barely make out a hint of pink leaking over the edge of her top when her words hit him, "...Such as...Gohan...stop staring down my shirt..."
The reflection of the blonde's chest that was in Gohan's eyes completely disappearing, the poor boy's pupils shrunk to the size of pinpricks as he reared back in his seat, the chair nearly tipping over backwards if not for the back of it stopping on a pink barrier field, "...Uh! Eighteen! I...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to—" At long last keeping his eyes on his teacher's now, the guy was relieved to see her wave his concerns away just as he sat his chair back down in front of her again, "...Eheh...uhhh...thanks...I'm sorry about that...I'm really not the kind of guy that does that sort of thing...or student for that matter heheh..." Rubbing the back of his head about as nervously as any other teen would be at being caught eye deep in his new sexy teacher's cleavage, "...I...uhh...get your point about Krillin though...man...so Maron got him back after all then..."
Clearing the remaining pieces of her salad from the little plastic bowl she'd brought with her from home, Eighteen nodded at him, "...Yeah, I suspected she was an ex-girlfriend...not many girls would half pull their boobs out for a guy they didn't really care for..." A quick thought passing through the blonde's head for a moment, she shook it away for the time being, instead reaching to open the small vanilla and honey yogurt she'd brought for dessert, "...I'm over it though...not like I was the only groveling for a date for months..." Carefully pulling the lid off of the sweet treat, Eighteen took the first spoonful into her mouth as the student and teacher continued their conversation, "...Besides, he was still living with that old pervert last time I checked..." Scooping another delicious mouthful of sugary goodness between her own pink lips, Eighteen shivered at the idea, "...I love the beach as much as any girl, but I could never wear my bikini around that freak..."
Bikini…
That word one that gave just about any man a moment of pause, for a teenage boy with the curvaceous wearer of that word sitting in front of him it was especially electrifying, "...Yeah...Bulma said she tried sunbathing there once before I was born...needless to say it didn't go well..." Closing his eyes the more he rubbed the back of his head at that awkward conversation with the bluenette, he quickly found a different image occupying his mind. A powder pink towel slowly cascading off of the shoulders of a certain pale skinned teacher, Gohan couldn't look away as the gentle breeze rolling across the sand made her short blonde hair blow around behind her head. The towel falling completely away now her back was bare save for a few black strings which were tied behind her back and upper back, another set tying on either side of her round, smooth hips, drawing his eyes in to the almost non existent pair of bottoms slipping into the cleft between her soft butt cheeks… Shaking his head to get that image away, Gohan blushed that much more when he saw Eighteen raising an eyebrow at him, the blonde having known he wasn't looking at her boobs this time around so why was he blushing? "...Heheh...But anyway...good idea...I mean..."
Watching him suspiciously for another moment, the girl smiled a little when he wasn't looking, that earlier thought she'd shoved away seeming a bit more...fun now that she thought about it some more, "...Yeah...I know...that's why I had reservations about him...I put up with way too much crap getting to where I am now to live with an old man constantly trying to cop a feel..." Taking another bite of creamy yogurt she went on, the pair finally starting to get a little more comfortable talking normally, rather than just exchanging back and forth statements and...staring, "...You're probably wondering how I ended up here, huh? Teaching the son of the man I was remade to destroy..." Gohan giving her a slight nod of affirmation while he too pulled out his dessert, a fresh and bright apple from home, courtesy of his mother, the blonde continued, having pulled the strap of her top and bra back up while the teen was distracted.
"...Well after you saved me from Cell I didn't know what to do with myself at first..." Brushing a few strands of hair out of her eyes, it shimmering when it caught the sunlight leaking into the room just right, "...But eventually I decided that contrary to using my body to make money as you suggested earlier...I would use my mind..." Smirking to herself a little as the small blush appearing on her student's cheeks at that reminder of his earlier mistake in their conversation, she continued, "...And since along with all the power upgrades Gero implanted in me when he kidnapped me; he was nice enough to give me a doctor's level of knowledge in science along with them..." The look on Gohan's face having quickly gone from embarrassed to quite impressed in a matter of seconds, he was just about to open his mouth when his teacher spoke first, "...I still had to do a lot as a waitress before I could go to college, but I managed to make a lot of zeni in a short amount of time..."
Now Gohan being the one to raise his eyebrow at her, he had so many questions to ask her, where did she work? How much zeni could she really make that easily as a waitress? How long did it take her to get through college? But just as he was about to zero in on just which one he wanted to ask the blonde haired bombshell, a small dollop of vanilla yogurt slipped off her spoon. Splat. The mind of a teenage boy is a dirty one, even by mens' standards, so when Gohan saw a nice big, wet glob of vanilla yogurt pooling at the top of Eighteen's cleavage, it was pretty obvious which one he centered on, "...A waitress, huh?… You mean like the ones at Hercule's Bistro?… Or..." The teen's mind sinking into the gutter faster than that lucky glob of yogurt was slipping into the cleft between Eighteen's perky double Es, she answered for him… Just as a small finger gently reached down and scooped up that escaping spoonful before popping it between a certain pair of pretty pink lips.
"...Honkers, yeah..." Eighteen said licking her finger clean, the way that Gohan's jaw had smashed down onto the top of her wooden desk when she swallowed food that had been between her boobs making her want to fall over laughing, "...But it wasn't like I had my tits and ass out all day long..." Two very different images of Eighteen as a Honkers waitress appearing in Gohan's mind at that moment, one had her in their trademark skimpy orange top, the kind that he was sure would cause her gravity defying boobs to bubble up and over the top of it...while the tiny green short shorts hugged her round ass so that the cleft between her cheeks could be seen while the bottom of each pillow slipped out beneath, "...I made a ton of zeni in a couple of months by doing it the way me and my brother always did..." The blonde enjoying the blush covering Gohan's cheeks, it amused her just as much when it slowly changed because of what she said...like she wouldn't notice he was imaging her practically falling out of some skimpy outfit!
That first image disappearing, instead of a curve leaking bikini, Gohan could see Eighteen wearing a regular orange shirt and normal green jeans, the blonde raising a glowing pink energy ball at a patron for staring at her admittedly big breasts for too long as he forked over all the money in his wallet, "Ah, I think I know what you mean now..." Gohan said, his face deadpanning at the realization that she was basically robbing them at laser point...though if he was totally honest with himself just a moment of staring at the blonde's curves in any outfit was worth the zeni, "...So then after that you went to college? How long did it take you after that to get your degree?..." He asked, his curiosity over how fast someone with the right kind of knowledge could get through school getting the better of his attention for the time being.
Finishing up the last of her yogurt, Eighteen pretended not to notice Gohan's eyes glancing at her chest when she sat back in her chair, that shiny spot at the apex of her cleavage a constant reminder of what he'd watched her do, "...Oh that? Honestly the hardest part were the first four years..." The blonde shaking some hair out of her eyes, she smiled looking up as she thought about it, "...I've always hated studying so the crap with biology, language, and art pissed me off..." Looking back across her desk at the half saiyan again, her gaze quickly grew more relaxed, "...But once all that was over with I breezed through science until they were begging me to get finish my doctorate!..." The Son boy's eyes popping wide open at that revelation, Eighteen simply waved him off again, smirking at what she knew he was going to say, "...Save it, I could work at a college if I wanted with it, but it is SO much more fun making all the other 'teacher's here call me Doctor..."
A large sweatdrop appearing on the side of Gohan's head when she said that, suddenly everything made a lot more sense. Eighteen didn't seem the type to make her students call her doctor, hence why she only wrote 'Miss. Number' on the board...but at the same time she really was the type to annoy coworkers with something like that, "...Wow, and here I thought I had it rough being tutored by my Mom the last seven years..." Rubbing the back of his head just like that father of his always did, the Son boy blushed, "...After the Cell Games ended I was pretty much only allowed to study...Had to sneak out after dark every night just to get a little training in, ya know?..." The blonde's expression dropping in a way every boy in school would feint at finding out her body never could, Gohan tried to perk back up again, "...But still I've been getting it in though...got to protect the world in case something else shows up, haha!..."
Her student continuing on even more about how things have been recently, starting school and meeting new friends outside of the Z Fighters for the first time in his life, Eighteen couldn't help her mind falling back into that time seven years ago...when the blushing young man in front of her...saved her life, '...I can't believe he's still the same as he was back then...sweet, innocent...but...' A flash of memory appearing in the forefront of her mind again, she would never forget that image, what he looked like facing down Cell, bolts of electricity going off all around him, his bright yellow hair sticking straight up with that handsome bang falling in front of his eyes.. '...Handsome...' Saying that word to herself again, he certainly still was...or should she say was even more! '...Talk about developingover the years...' That smile of hers slowly forming into a grin, she could sympathize with his training situation, though that wasn't what she was thinking about most…
"...It must have been really hard going from training with your dad all the time to almost none..." Eighteen said, the blonde throwing out a caring comment to keep the fire of her student's one man conversation burning, in the meantime of course taking a moment to check him out for herself, '...Alright, kid, you owe me a little look with how much time you've spent staring at my boobs...' Blue orbs running all over the manly hunk of student sitting before her, she could hardly believe the guy was only 18 years old himself… Big, firm pecs peaking out of the top of his school shirt, below which surely lied at least a six pack of rock hard abs that any girl could spend hours running her fingers between, '...Heh...I bet he'd feint if I filled in those hard gaps of muscle with my boobs...he might even...just at seeing what I look like naked...' Smirking all the more at the imaginary question she was asking him, Eighteen had to quickly pull back, the blonde noticing the telltale signs that she was starting to blush.
Composing herself in a matter of milliseconds, Gohan just missed the look that she had been giving him when he turned to meet her gaze again, the boy having been looking out the window as he detailed the hardships of learning about the life of the Grand Duke Pilaf from three centuries ago, "...So really it's alright, Eighteen...or Miss. Number, heheh..." The Son man said with a bit of a smile that the blonde was almost positive had a teasing glint to it, his eyes closing for a moment before looking back at her, "...I'm able to have some fun, even if I have to evade my Mother just to try and relax out on my own..." Picking up his apple to finish taking the last couple bites that it took a saiyan male to finish such a small piece of fruit, Eighteen couldn't stop herself from mentally grinning at one of the name's he mentioned just now.
'...So even after all these years he's still got that independent streak...' Mentally logging away that little nugget of information, Eighteen had a feeling there may have been other reasons why the teen in front of her couldn't take his eyes off of her...and that only made her sure of what she was thinking of doing next, "...Well, it looks like we'll have to stop for now...lunch is about to end...the next classes will be starting up in a few minutes then..." Standing up out of her swivel chair, Gohan was just starting to stand up with her when suddenly he felt a small pale hand keeping him pressed down in his seat, "...But...I want to talk some more with you, Gohan..." The inexperienced young man looking up from where the woman was leaning down in front of him, he couldn't stop himself from enjoying the view straight down the front of Eighteen's tank top, her big, heavy boobs wobbling in the clothes that were barely supporting them, "...So how about you meet with me after school...and we can catch up more at my place?..."
Just barely managing to pull together enough brain cells from the task of memorizing the breathtaking sight before him to speak… All his efforts came to nothing as suddenly Gohan felt a few strands of golden silk gliding across his face before the sensation of a pair of soft, pink lips pressing against his cheek brought everything to a halt, "...Then it's a deal..." That lucky half saiyan remaining completely motionless where he sat, he could barely register the words being said to him as the blonde teacher marshaled him out of her classroom, "...Just meet me on the roof after the last class of the day… Oh...and make sure you're alone..."
Taking his bigger hand in her smaller one, he sighed at the sensation of first one then a second soft globe squish along his right arm as she slid passed him, "...We wouldn't want people thinking you were doing anything bad with the new teacher, now would we?..." The blonde babe leading him slowly towards the door, Gohan couldn't take his eyes off of Eighteen's big firm booty as she walked along in front of him, each step she took sending those round cheeks of hers jiggly softly against her short skirt as her hips almost sashayed from side to side… The door to room 34F closing behind him, Gohan gently fell back against it, his mind reeling from everything that had just happened...his first kiss...he'd been kissed for the very first time by his teacher of all people...but wait...his teacher...he...he had been kissed by...the words blowing out from between his lips before he could even try to stop them.
"ANDROID EIGHTEEN JUST KISSED ME!?"
A/N: And just like that a new story has begun with more of everyone's favorite cold, but bouncy android! Do not worry Gohan's Blonde Future is going to be updated next. I was going to update it today, but I did not have the chapter uploaded at work to post it. I think this chapter came out great and that is considering I was making a lot up as I went along.
Trying to keep this short since I am typimg it all on my phone instead of my laptop do the results of the poll are in! Honestly I had a feeling as to the results, but I did not think they would be this much of a blowout! Makarov's favorite Fairy Girl serms to be the curvy blonde, Lucy Heartfilia and her jiggly melons and I don't blame him one bit especially considering how often she loses her clothes. I think all the guys in the series fantasize about catching a view of her in one of famous wardrobe malfunctions XD
Now for the new poll and, boy is it a big one! I am bringing my most popular story by far back after too long of a hiatus, you know the one; it's the bounciest around! NATSU'S BOUNCY FAIRIES! The next chapter is all about Mirajane's punishment at the hands of Erza. What kinds of sexy or embarrassing things will the Scarlet Knight do to the model with the round booty? Well I have a few ideas, but it certainly helps seeing what is popular. It has been a long time so let's test the water shall we? Three votes per person, let me know what you think in the newest poll, "What Would You Like To See In The Next Natsu's Bouncy Fairies?"
Please leave your votes, and if you enjoyed this story leave a nice REVIEW; it does wonders for my self esteem. Until my next update, see you all next time!
