"Oh gods," Vegeta muttered as he walked into the living room of Capsule Corp and saw his mate setting up tables. "Woman, what are you doing? This isn't another damn party, is it?" His mind was quickly forming a plan for escape. Only after he swiped some of the food she had set out, though. It was what had drawn his and Tora's attentions in the first place. His tail curled around his waist as he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned in the doorway. His stomach growled at the scent of the hor'dourves Bulma had setting on one of the tables.

Catie walked in, carrying a black table cloth, and draped it over another table set up in the middle of the room. "It is, and you're not invited," she answered with a smirk. "It's ladies only tonight. So you men need to scram." She winked at Bulma and shot her a cheeky grin. "I already sent Trunks to hang out with Gohan and Seventeen."

Tora cocked an interested eyebrow. "Ladies only? How come?" In the past year that he'd been on earth, he couldn't remember ever NOT being invited to a party. While he knew Vegeta quietly loathed the gatherings that Bulma insisted on having, he himself rather enjoyed them. It was about the only time they were able to pry Goku and his mates away from their cabin, Trunks and Catie always seemed to cause some sort of mischief (which amused him greatly), and it let him keep an eye on Eighteen and her daughter, which made him feel like he was somewhat upholding his end of the promise he'd made to Krillin.

Bulma smirked and finished setting out the tray of deviled eggs she had made, picking up two of them before she turned back to her husband and Tora handing them each one, "Trust me, this is one girls party you don't want to be part of." She looked her mate blatantly up and down, "Although, if I recall correctly, you rather enjoyed what I had to bring home the night after the first party." She waggled her eyebrows suggestively and reached out to run her fingertips along the soft fur of his tightly coiled tail, "I'm sure you both can find something else to do tonight while we ladies have our fun."

Vegeta shivered at her touch and a moment later his eyes went wide as he remembered exactly what she was talking about. His mind drifted upstairs to the little vibrating egg she kept stashed in a bedside drawer. He shivered again and popped the snack into his mouth as he reached for his wallet. He pulled out one of the credit cards and pressed it into her hand. "There's no limit on that one," he reminded her.

Bulma chuckled and slipped the card into her back pocket and leaned forward, kissing his cheek, "I knew you would understand." She turned back to face the room, slipping her arm around his waist, sighing contently. For once, everything was good. No enemies, no drama, no war. Just good friends living life as it was meant to be, "Don't wait up for us boys, I'm not sure how long this party is going to go on. I made enough food for you guys for lunch, it's in the fridge so have at it."

Tora was more confused than ever. "I probably DON'T want to know what this is about, do I?" he asked, looking over at Catie.

She shook her head as the doorbell rang and she hurried over to answer it. She grinned brightly at the nicely-dressed woman who entered the house with several large cases in tow. "Bulma!" Catie called over her shoulder. "The rep from the party company is here." She grabbed a couple of the cases from the woman and helped carry them into the house. "Oooo!" she squealed as she watched the rep open the first case. "Sexy lingerie."

"Yeah, time to go," Tora said and turned to head for the kitchen. He suspected it was only going to get worse from there. "C'mon, prince. God knows what sort of trouble they're going to cause tonight."

Vegeta chuckled and nipped affectionately at the mark on Bulma's neck. "Have fun," he rumbled in her ear, then followed Tora into the kitchen, thinking of the food Bulma had waiting for them. But in truth, his appetite was suddenly fixed on something completely different.

Rose wasn't entirely sure what to expect when she was invited to a party at Capsule Corp. Jenny told her it was to celebrate Rose's engagement to Dende, but for the life of her, Rose couldn't understand why Dende wasn't invited too. "Hey, I'm here," she announced as she stepped through the front door. Her eyes went wide at the other women sitting on the couches and the two tables set up full of all sorts of brightly colored and odd-shaped objects. "Uh, girls? What's going on?"

Jenny chuckled and waved over her soon to be sister-in-law, "Come on! Have a seat and a drink!" She reached over to one of the little tables and poured her a healthy glass of wine, "It's our little fun party." She said, looking around at all the wonderful little items the rep had brought with her this time. She had her eyes set on some new lingerie as well as a few of the toys. Her eyes gleamed as she looked at some of the nipple clamps that had been laid out with shiny chains and the like.

Rose nervously eyed the table and accepted the wine from Jenny. "What is that? Is," she paused, her eyes going wide, "Is that what I think it is?!"

The representative threw her head back and laughed at Rose's exclamation. "I take it this is the bride?" she asked.

Catie grinned. "Yup. That's Rose. Told you she'd flip."

"Oh good heavens," Rose muttered, her face going ten shades of red, and she quickly gulped down the glass of wine and handed it to Jenny for a refill. She'd never seen such things before in her life. Pretty little bottles of colored and flavored lube, fuzzy handcuffs, vibrantly colored toys in all shapes and sizes, books, games, the list went on and on. This was definitely NOT what she'd been expecting. "You girls are going to be the death of me," she breathed and drank deeply from her wine glass again.

There was an excited gleam in Sabriena's eyes as they roamed over the table. Oh, the things she could do to her husbands with these. She eyed a pair of vibrating bullets on the table and she shivered. Oh yeah, those were coming home with her for sure. She nearly snickered as she imagined Tien's and Goku's reactions. She hadn't told them exactly what type of a party she was going to; they were just glad they didn't have to attend.

The representative slicked her long brown hair over her shoulder and smiled at the women. "Now that everyone's here, we can start. My name is Tiffany and I work for Passion Parties. And what I do is present to you our line of 'bedroom accessories.' You'll get to see what they do, taste some of our flavored lubes, try on the lingerie. It's going to be a blast."

Rose covered her face with her hand and muttered to Jenny, "I hope you have a lot more wine over there."

Jenny laughed, "Don't you worry, Bulma has us well stocked for the night!"

Bulma chuckled at her daughter and looked over the selection that the representative had brought with her. The weight of her husband's credit card became apparent to her in her back pocket as she looked over some of the fun items. Perhaps some of the flavored lube and that leather riding crop. He did so enjoy that little silver bullet as well, perhaps he would like to try something bigger. She licked her lips and felt herself growing wet at the thought.

Leelee snickered at Jenny's and Bulma's expressions and she leaned forward, "So Jenny, I seem to remember you saying that a Namek's antennae are extremely sensitive. You should see what a vibrator does to those things."

Rose gasped at Leelee's words. She wondered what Dende would think of her if she tried the same thing. She caught Jenny's eye and giggled nervously as her blush burned even more. Maybe this party wasn't such a bad idea after all.

Tiffany the representative began to show the girls the various items on the table, letting them taste the different flavors of the lubes, feeling the warming ones and how they tingled. She wagged her eyebrows as she picked up what looked like a tube of toothpaste. "Do any of you girls ever have a problem with your gag reflex?" she asked.

Catie immediately pointed at Lindsey. "She's preggers! She can't do anything without gagging these days."

Lindsey groaned at Catie. Oh lord, she was going to be the first guinea pig, she just knew it.

Tiffany grinned and called Lindsey to stand up in front of the room. "This will help with that," she smiled. She squeezed a bit of the gel onto Lindsey's fingertip. "Rub that on the roof of your mouth and swallow."

Lindsey sighed through her nose, but did as she was told. The strawberry flavor tasted better than she expected and she swallowed it down. "Now what?"

"Stick your finger down your throat."

Lindsey cocked an eyebrow. She had a terrible gag reflex and she really didn't want to get sick in front of her friends. She cringed and carefully did as Tiffany instructed. Her eyes went wide. "Oh my god, that shit works."

Catie threw her head back and laughed. "Somebody get her a cucumber or something. We'll really put it to the test!" She laughed harder at her own joke. "Gohan will thank you for that one."

Leelee cracked up laughing and jumped up, running into the kitchen and pilfered through the vegetable drawer until she found a cucumber. She paused as she realised Vegeta and Tora were sitting at the table, mouths stuffed full of food. She looked at the vegetable in her hands and then back up at them, backing out of the kitchen as if she were dealing with a dangerous animal before she turned and ran back out, "Think I may have scarred the two Saiyans in there for life." She said as she tossed Lindsey the cucumber, "Now, just don't think about it, but with that color vegetable, it's kind of like giving Piccolo or Dende head isn't it?"

"Oh my god, Leelee!" Lindsey snapped as Sabriena laughed so hard, she choked. She warily eyed the vegetable in her hand. "I hatechu all."

"Come on," Tiffany encouraged. "Show your friends how it works."

Lindsey's bottom lip trembled in a weird mix of amusement and embarrassment. She squeezed her eyes shut and lifted the cucumber to her lips, but paused and lowered it again. "I swear to god, if this thing gets stuck in my throat, you all better help me."

"Here, baby, I'll help ya," Sabriena said and got to her feet to take the vegetable from her friend. She held it out to Lindsey's mouth. "Suck it, baby. Come on." She was barely able to keep a straight face as Lindsey looked like she wanted to slap her. She just couldn't resist as her friend took the cucumber into her mouth. "Mmmmm, yeah, just like that. Oh, you're so good at this." She placed her hand on the back of Lindsey's head and pressed the cucumber deeper into her throat. "Oh, gods, YES!" she cried dramatically and fell to giggles again.

Tears streamed down Catie's face as she leaned against Bulma, laughing so hard no sound issued from her mouth. "Oh! Gods! Can't! Breathe!"

Jenny choked on her drink, trying to get the image out of her mind as Lindsey successfully deepthroated the green vegetable, "Oh good gods." She laughed hard, "I'll buy that one for her, goodness knows Gohan hasn't had any of that recently!"

Lindsey finally pulled back, laughing so hard she couldn't continue any more. "Call it an early Christmas present to him," she laughed as she went to sit back down. "I'll be sure to let him know that you bought it for him. He'll be soooo happy to know you're concerned about his lack of blowjobs."

Tiffany continued to go through the array of items on the table, each product becoming more risque than the last. She even made each of them go into the bathroom at one point to sample a little cream that tingled when applied to private areas. They each returned to the living room, their faces rather red as they shifted in their seats.

"Now," Tiffany said, picking up the riding crop and slapping it harshly against her own leg. "We can move on to some of the more adventurous toys." She moved to a large black metal frame that she and Catie had set up before the party started. Straps of black leather hung from the center of it and formed a sort of swing. "Who would like to demonstrate this one? Bulma, since you set up the party, why don't you nominate two of these ladies to help me out?"

Bulma grinned and looked around, "Well, since I'm thinking we are going to embarrass Rose later, how about Jenny? You get up there." She surveyed the rest of the group and her smile widened, "Eighteen." She purred, "You've been rather quiet, how about you get on up there too! Show us how it's done?" She grinned.

Eighteen gave a soft snort of laughter and shook her head, but got up and approached the interesting contraption. She cocked an eyebrow at the stirrups and had to chuckle. "Oh, alright." She let Tiffany help her into the swing which effectively reclined her in the straps, her feet in the stirrups spread her legs wide. "Oh my god!" Eighteen laughed, throwing her head back. She tried to sober her expression, but didn't quite manage it. "Yes, I can see how this would work."

"Jenny," Tiffany said, "if you wouldn't mind?"

Jenny grinned and stepped up between Eighteen's legs, grasping the chains on either side of her and leaned back, letting out a moan as she thrust her hips forward, "Oh yeah, baby, that's so good." She grinned and leaned forward, getting into the android's bubble, using the swing to move her back and forth between her legs, "Gosh, sexy, does this mean I have to buy you breakfast in the morning?"

"No, but I expect an envelope of cash on the dresser," Eighteen quipped as the other women howled with laughter. She was rather impressed with the swing. Too bad she hadn't had one when Krillin was still alive. She pushed him from her mind; tonight was about having fun and this was too hilarious to be upset now. She withdrew her feet from the stirrups and turned over to her stomach and put her feet back into the straps. "Fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard." She screamed with laughter as Jenny stepped up behind her again and pulled on the chains, swinging her back to bump against Jenny's hips.

Tora froze in the doorway, his eyes wide and his length instantly hardening at the sight before him. The cucumber had been interesting enough, speculating on what they were doing with it, but seeing this stopped him dead in his tracks. His eyes roamed over the beautiful blonde android, her slender frame suspended in that swing as she fake-moaned obscenities, her head tilted back. But it was her laugh that really got him, the light in her blue eyes. He couldn't recall ever seeing her look so happy. His mouth ran dry as he watch the display before him.

"OH! GODS! FUCK! YES!" Eighteen screamed out with every bump of Jenny's hips between her thighs. She went limp in the swing, her hands trailing along the floor as she finally gave in to her laughter, unable to keep it up anymore. She laughed so hard that she snorted and she covered her mouth and nose with her hands, but it only made her laugh more. "Get me out of this thing."

Tora quickly backed into the kitchen before he was spotted, his heart hammering in his chest, his erection straining painfully against the front of his jeans. God damn these women. He ran a hand over his hot face, trying to calm himself. "Do NOT go in there," he warned Vegeta without looking at him.

"Don't buy one of those," Lindsey warned the other girls as Jenny helped Eighteen out of the swing. The other women looked curiously at her. She blushed and muttered, "I have one. You see the result of that." She indicated her growing belly.

Bulma laughed, "Put me down for one Tiffany." She chuckled at the other girls expression, "Oh, I don't want to hear it!" She grinned as she thought of what her husband's expression would be when he walked into the room and saw her strung up in this thing. She shivered at the thought.

Sabriena held up a hand. "I'll take two!" she exclaimed and leaned away from Catie, laughing, as Catie slapped at her.

"Shithead," Catie teased. "I'd love to see you try to get Tien into one of those."

A dreamy expression came over Sabriena's face for a moment before she shook her head and came back to her senses. "You'd be amazed at the things I can convince that man to do."

Leelee snickered, "Lucky bitch, you have two husbands that are at your beck and call. Mmm Though I do wonder what Goku would look like in that thing." She tilted her head at the swing a moment before she grinned, "Although, Seventeen is hard to beat."

"Is he?" Catie teased, trying not to laugh again at the innuendo. "Is Seventeen HARD to BEAT?" She knew it was a stupid joke, but she amused the hell out of herself and nearly fell off the couch laughing as she reached for more wine.

"Why are all of my friends so infatuated with my dad?" Lindsey cried.

"Because he's hot," Sabriena snipped.

Rose shook her head and wondered if Dende was going to read her mind when she got home. Oh, he would DIE if he could see this. She sipped more of her wine, starting to feel a good buzz working its way through her system, and decided she was going to think very loudly about this party when she got home. She giggled to herself and hiccuped. She was drawn from her thoughts when she heard Bulma loudly announce her name and she jumped, blinking at Tiffany. The representative held out a pair of panties towards her and Rose felt herself go pale.

"Just try them on over your slacks," Tiffany instructed.

"Noooo," Rose giggled and tried to glare at Jenny when she shoved her forward, but she didn't quite manage the menacing look she'd hoped for. She walked to the center of the room and took the panties and stepped into them, pulling them up over the front of her dress pants. "Good gods."

Jenny snickered at her sister in law, to be, "Yeah! That's sexy!" She was really going to have to invest in earplugs. No one at the Lookout was going to get any sleep for a while. Maybe get some for her daughters.

Tiffany gave a wicked little smirk and held up a wireless remote, displaying it to the room. "These aren't just any panties, ladies," she said and clicked the button.

"OH!" Rose shrieked and nearly doubled over as the panties vibrated against her. "Oh! I… What?!" She didn't know whether to laugh or to run away in embarrassment. Even through the material of her pants, the vibration was strong. Add that to the damn cream she'd sampled earlier and she was suddenly throbbing with thoughts of Dende. She bit her bottom lip and whimpered.

Tiffany held up her hands to quiet the laughter from the other women. "Hold on. There's different pulsing options. Listen." She clicked through seven different modes, each one with a different buzzing pattern that was loud enough the girls could hear it.

Poor Rose was almost in tears by the time Tiffany let her take them off, but muttered quietly, "I'll buy a pair." She hurried over to sit next to Jenny and tried to bury her red face into her future sister-in-law's shoulder.

Jenny snickered and nudged her, "You know you could go take care of yourself in the bathroom, These ladies are too proud to admit it, but they are all sopping wet too." She laughed and sipped from her wine glass, "It's the truth!" She exclaimed at the looks she got.

"Bunch of hoes, all of you," Catie snickered. "Nymphos, more like."

Tiffany moved to sit at another table set up around the corner of the living room where each of the girls could privately order whatever they wanted, just in case they didn't want to tell their friends exactly what they bought.

Bulma smiled as she looked around, sipping happily at her wine. A successful party, she deemed as she listed off the items in her head that she wanted to buy, already planning a long, steamy night with her very own prince. He would not regret a single item she got. She was already having thoughts for those panties, maybe giving him a box with the remote inside as she would wear the panties, let him torment her all day long if he liked.

"Is it safe yet?" Vegeta asked as he and Tora finally ventured into the living room as the other women prepared to head out with their purchases. An amused smirk pulled at his lips as he viewed the bags Bulma had sitting next to her, along with a rather large box that contained the sex swing. His eyebrows raised as he looked at the pictures on the side of it. "Oh, you are in so much trouble," he purred as he moved to sit next to Bulma and curled his tail around her waist.

Bulma chuckled and turned her head to nuzzle at the side of his neck, slipping her legs over his, wrapping her arms around him, "You have no idea." She grinned and stuck his card into the front of his pants, "Money well spent dear."

"Yup, time to go," he said and stood up quickly, hauling his wife up against his chest. He bent and picked up her bags and the swing and carried her directly to their room.

"Ugh, I'm going out for the night," Tora grumbled as he watched them retreat. His eyes fell on Eighteen once more and he wanted to speak to her, but couldn't think of anything to say. Well, he could think of lots of things, but they would all make him sound like he was hitting on her. He caught her eye and gave her a smile, but she threw him an icy glare and left the house.

"Jenny," Rose said in a loud whisper, leaning against her and hiccuping again. "I don't think I can drive home!" She still had a glass of wine in her hand and was dangerously close to spilling it. "Oh, I hope Dende won't be mad at me!" she said, blinking her eyes widely at the black bag in her hands as if she suddenly realized she'd actually bought items from this party.

Jenny snickered, "Don't worry, I'll drive us back." She snickered as she saw Rose looking at the bag in her hands incredulously, "Oh, don't worry honey. The last thing he is going to be is mad, trust me on this one."

"You promise?" Rose breathed. Oh, she'd had far too much wine that evening. She carefully set the glass down on the table and backed away from it as if it might jump back at her. "Okay, let's go home," she whispered, but then turned and said rather loudly, "Bye, Catie!" She looked towards the stairs where Vegeta and Bulma had disappeared. "Bye, Bulma!" She turned to Jenny and took a hold of her hand. "Take me home. I gotta see Dende. NOW."