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Dragonball Super: Spiced-up Broccoli
Part 1
Two ships flew through the vacuum of space at full speed, one in pursuit of the other. The pursuing craft, a Galactic Patrol ship, opened fire on the ship ahead. It nimbly dodged each blast, rolling over and swerving with such simplicity that the pursuing ship's pilot was growing more frustrated.
"For God's sake, Cheelai, slow down or you'll get us both killed!" Lemo cried out in a panic but the green-skinned woman had a devious grin on her face as she moved the ship through another star system.
"That damn patrolman's persistent," Cheelai whispered and checked the galactic chart displayed on the screen in front of her.
"There's an asteroid field up ahead, we can lose him in there," she said and pushed the ship's thrusters even further.
Lemo kept shifting his gaze back and forth from behind the ship to look at the patrol ship to the front of the ship where Cheelai narrowly avoided a meteor fragment with a swift glide to the right. He picked up the last bit of what she had said and his eyes widened.
"Are you crazy?! What are the odds you'll get us through an asteroid field in one piece?" Lemo cried, trying to reach for the controls but Cheelai slapped his wrist away.
"Calm your tits, Lemo. Asteroid fields are child's play. Let's see if the Galactic Patrol wants to play too," she said, smiling and she saw the array of asteroids of varying sizes approach their ship at a quick pace. Lemo's voice gradually grew louder as he yelled out a single note in panic and Cheelai's smile widened.
The Patrol ship that was in pursuit cut their engine and stopped short of entering the asteroid field and Lemo spotted that as his screaming was getting louder.
"He's not going in after us!" Lemo said, his voice still loud.
"HELL YEAH! WOOHOO!" Cheelai screamed as she navigated the ship through the field.
The Patrol ship that had stopped had a nervous looking Patrolman in the pilot seat, dumbfounded at what he saw.
"Patrolman Jaco, come in!" said a voice through the communicator.
"Oh crap, did they know I stopped?" Jaco said and he cautiously pushed a button on the communicator.
"Uh, yes, this is Jaco, over," he said.
"Why did you cease your pursuit? Over," the voice said.
"Well, sir, you see…um, I haven't really learned how to navigate an asteroid field and the criminal had entered one just a moment ago…over."
"What do you mean 'I haven't learned how to navigate an asteroid field'? Your basic training simulator included asteroid field navigation as a mandatory elective, over!"
"I, um, I was sick that day, sir, over," Jaco lied. I just didn't want to do it.
There was a long pause at the other end and Jaco was sweating nervously.
"We'll send probes to sector X-J-12 and the Spice system. If they confirm that the ship passed through there, we'll relay the information to patrolling squads to pursue and apprehend the thief. For now, return to HQ, over and out."
Jaco breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh, thank goodness I got out of that one," he said.
"And by the way," the voice came back, startling Jaco. "As soon as you return to HQ you're to take the asteroid simulator. NO EXCUSES."
The communicator cut off again and Jaco put his hands to his head, screaming in panic.
When Cheelai's ship cleared the asteroid field, Lemo's face was left in an expression of bewilderment and shock. Cheelai shook with excitement.
"Fuck I love doing that!" She exclaimed and put a hand to her chest. "Mmph! The accelerated heart rate, those precious seconds to react, staring death in the face and giving him the middle finger, goddamn I love that feeling. Don't you think so, Lemo? Lemo?" She glanced behind her and saw that Lemo's face looked a bit paler than usual and she chuckled a bit.
"C'mon buddy, get your shit together and punch in the hyperspace coordinates so we can get back to Vampa, asap. Broly's probably lonely by now."
It had been about a few days since Cheelai made her wish to the Earth's Dragonballs as Broly was locked in an intense battle with those two earth Saiyans. She and Lemo made their way to Vampa to reunite with Broly, who had been badly bruised and beaten up during his fight. All the rage and fury that consumed him had faded back into the gentle soul that the two had got to know in the few days leading up to their trip to Earth to help Lord Freeza get his wish granted for a height adjustment.
They were forced to eat rations until they could get a more suitable source of food. It required a few trips to acquire more but Lemo's knowledge of patrolling Freeza Force ships allowed them to hit storage carriers and warehouse planets used for equipment parts, healing tanks, and barracks for the soldiers.
Cheelai had grown accustomed to eating the raw Vampa beetle goo that Broly was eating whenever he hunted and killed them. The fauna and flora of Vampa weren't for the weak (let alone the weak of stomach) yet Broly could easily eat his fill of these large insects and because they reproduce and grow fast meant that they were in no danger of extinction.
Lemo, unfortunately, couldn't stomach any of the food that was on this planet. It was the worst, most disgusting tasting food he'd ever had, and he couldn't fathom in the slightest how Cheelai could stomach any of this crap.
They were figuring out where to set up camp at a safe location, a cave that was along the outskirts of where the major beetle herds were migrating to feed off the large beasts. They hadn't expected an unwelcome guest until he showed himself. They remembered him as one of the Saiyans from earth that Broly was fighting.
He offered them a container of capsules which he said his friend prepared for them to help their living conditions improve. To their surprise, one of the capsules popped out a house, complete with a kitchen, a dining area, a bathroom, and two bedrooms with a spare cot in the living/dining area. It was tall enough that Lemo and Cheelai could step through the front door with ease, but for a large man of Broly's stature, he would have to duck so he wouldn't hit his head against the door frame every time he walked into the house.
The other two capsules they discovered had food from earth that Lemo took an immediate liking too, and a spare bathroom big enough for Broly to use. He could smell the new food that came from the capsule and he smiled at how good it looked too.
They were pleased to see that there was a large amount of food stored in that one capsule, which Lemo estimated could last them a whole month. He soon realized how much Broly was eating and his estimate had been cut down to half his original statement and he felt pessimistic about future food runs.
Broly was carrying four dead beetles on his shoulders as he saw the ship enter the planet's atmosphere. He dropped the carcasses on the ground and shielded his eyes from the dust that the engine's exhaust kicked up as the ship landed on the ground.
Cheelai was the first to jump out of the cockpit of the ship as the hatch opened and Lemo draped himself over the edge, nauseated and pale from the trip.
"Hey Broly! We're back!" Cheelai cried out as she ran up to him. Broly gave her a welcoming smile and he spotted Lemo still in the ship's cockpit.
"Mr. Lemo doesn't look well," he said, pointing to him.
"Don't worry about him, he'll tough it out," she said and rushed to the back of the ship and opened the back hatch.
"Check it out!" she cried, waving Broly over to her location and he walked over to see the hatch open, revealing a large white cylinder.
"What is it?" he asked.
"It's a food replicator. We needed to get one because Lemo wouldn't shut up about it," she said, glaring at him.
"It was worth the trip," Lemo said but almost threw up from his mouth. He covered his mouth as Cheelai smirked.
"We can program some of those earth foods into the system and have it replicate it as often as we want to so we don't ever go hungry here. At least until we can find a suitable planet with a better ecosystem," Cheelai said, hand to her chin. Broly frowned a bit and glanced back at the dead beetles. She glanced over and saw the look on his face.
"You do want to leave and find a new planet, right?" she asked him.
"Yes, I do. I will need some more time to think," he answered and Cheelai stared at him blankly. She sighed and walked back to their ship to help Lemo bring the replicator out from the back and into the house. He was at least feeling well enough to help Cheelai off-load the device from their ship to set it up in their house but had to lie down on the cot for a moment to get his bearings together.
When Lemo started feeling a little better, he got out of the house and walked over to the beetle carcasses and watched as Broly broke off the legs of one of them, slurping and gathering the golden sap-like substance that oozed from the creatures in his hands. Cheelai regaled him with her tale of stealing the replicator and escaping the Galactic Patrol, even her excitement as she navigated the asteroid field. Lemo looked at the beetles and crossed his arms, thinking of an idea.
"Hey Broly, have you ever cooked these before?" he asked him. Broly and Cheelai paused for a moment and he looked down at his hand, sucking the ooze off his fingers.
"No, I haven't. Father never cooked them, we only ever ate them this way," he said and he shoved more of the goo into his mouth.
"How's about I give it a try? Maybe they're like crustaceans and they'll give us delicious beetle meat," he said with a grin on his face. Broly stopped eating and looked down at the broken piece of the beetle's mandible pincer, watching the ooze drip out of the shell onto the ground. He turned to Cheelai, wondering what she thought.
"Well, it couldn't hurt to give it a try, I suppose," she said, shrugging her shoulders.
"Great! Good! I'll get a fire started," he said and constructed a large fire pit.
Broly helped set things up by putting one of the beetles through a long tree branch, to act as a skewer and Lemo told him to hold it over the fire as it was burning, stoking the flames to keep it going.
He didn't have a good estimate as to how long this would take but he gave it at least half an hour before he asked Broly to take the beetle off the fire and set it up against the rock formation by the cave entrance.
"Go ahead, let's see how it turned out," Lemo said and Broly went to break off one of the legs, wincing as it was hot to the touch. Broly blew on it to cool it down and then took the leg in his hands and broke it in half. He was surprised to notice that it was a lot easier to break open due to the exposure to the heat and he studied the inside of the broken. Rather than the usual goo, it was solid. He pulled at it and he saw that it slid out of its shell casing very easily.
Broly sniffed at it and it gave off a different aroma than what he had been accustomed to. It was fruity yet pungent and he took a bite from it. He smiled as he took another bite and he quickly ate the whole length of the mandible's meat.
"It is delicious," he said with a smile on his face and Lemo breathed a sigh.
Cheelai took a bite of another piece that Broly offered to her and she smiled too at how well it tasted.
"I gotta say, Lemo, you make one hell of a chef," she said, eating her fill. Lemo crossed his arms and nodded proudly.
"Damn right I was. I was not only a soldier but also an executive chef serving King Cold," Lemo said as he walked over and took a piece of the cooked beetle meat Cheelai offered him. He sniffed at it and took a bite, but his face grimaced and he spit it right back out.
"It's still awful," he said, sighing and Cheelai laughed. Broly laughed a bit as well, which stunned the two briefly. They haven't heard Broly laugh yet and his laugh sounded humble and friendly, like the kind of laughter you'd hear among close friends telling bad jokes.
"I think they have drinks in that fridge, let me grab something from there to wash this down," Cheelai said and she walked into the capsule house. Lemo reluctantly went to his rations again, mumbling to himself as he ate.
"Hey you two, they have beer," Cheelai called out as she came back, holding a six-pack of beer in her hand. Cheelai opened two cans and offered one to Broly. "Here buddy, let's toast the new food replicator."
"What is this?" Broly asked, looking at the can. His hand almost enveloped the can completely and he smelled the contents, jerking his head back right away.
"It's beer," Cheelai said, handing another can to Lemo. He popped the tab off and he raised the can in the air.
"To new food!" he said.
"New food!" Cheelai repeated and raised her can in the air. She downed it quickly, chugging the whole can in one go. She cried out happily and crushed the can against her forehead with her hand. Broly looked at all this with curiosity and glanced back at the can of beer in his hand. He raised it to his mouth and Cheelai looked up at him, smiling.
"It's only one of the best things to drink in the whole universe," she said, winking at him and Broly averted her gaze. He took a small sip and his face contorted in a soured expression, sticking his tongue out in disgust.
"It might take some getting used to," Cheelai said and Broly shook his head.
"I don't want this," he said and extended his hand holding the can as far away from his face as possible. Cheelai chuckled as she casually took the can out of his hand and drank it herself.
When she finished, she let out an audible belch from her mouth, tossing the can aside. She stretched her arms out and sat down on the ground.
"Hoo, that'll get you light-headed quickly," she said, smiling. Her cheeks were slightly rosy as she looked up at Broly and she spent some time admiring his physique.
"So, does hunting those beetles give you a good workout?" she asked. She glanced over at Lemo and motioned him to the house. "Go get us something else from the fridge, Lemo. Do you drink anything, Broly? We can get you water from the tap if you're more comfortable with that."
"The Vampa beetles provide hydration through their essence, but the water you both offered me was also enjoyable," he said, sitting down beside Cheelai. He thought of her previous question as Lemo walked past them and he thought it over.
"I hunt beetles and occasionally fight beasts. Playing with Bah was also fun exercise," he said, grinning.
"I'm pretty sure they have something you'll like in that fridge besides water," Cheelai said. She wasn't sure what kind of conversation she wanted, but her buzz distracted her enough that she started paying more attention to Broly's muscles and she began to blush. She crawled over to him and instinctively grabbed his upper arm. Broly raised an eyebrow in curiosity and Cheelai gave his bicep a squeeze and was surprised to see how firm it was to the touch. She gave it another squeeze and her mouth curled into a devious smile as she looked him over.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Broly asked and Cheelai traced a finger along the lines of his muscles.
"No reason. I never realized how handsome you looked is all," she said quietly. Her voice shifted to a more seductive tone without her realizing it and she stood up. She was a short, petite woman who, at full height, was still slightly below Broly's eye level while he was sitting down cross-legged.
She looked at his face, then in his black eyes and she blushed even more. Broly started feeling a little uneasy as to why this woman was staring at him like this and he too was blushing.
Lemo stepped back out with an armful of sport drinks.
"I couldn't think of which one you'd like more, so I got one of each type from the fridge. You got a flavor you like, Broly?" Lemo asked and he saw Cheelai stare at Broly. He sighed and set the sport drinks down at Broly's feet.
The interruption from Lemo was just enough to bring Cheelai's focus back to him. She stared down at the sport drink flavors and bent down to look at one of them. Judging by the names of these, they must have a sweet flavor to them and she took one of them, a can with a red label on it with a pair of cherries on the front. She popped the tab off and took a sip. She was delighted to find that it tasted very well and her eyes widened. She handed the can over to Broly and he took it.
"These earth drinks taste really good. Go ahead and try it," she said, popping open the tab from another can of beer to chug it down like the previous two cans. Broly smelled the drink in his hand and took a sip. His expression didn't change, yet it didn't stop him from drinking the contents. He finished the can and set it gently down on the ground. Cheelai wagged her finger in front of him with a sly grin.
"You gotta crush them against your skull, like this," she said and took the empty can of beer, crushing it down against her forehead. Lemo tried doing that himself but ended up hurting himself. Broly only needed two fingers to get the job done and he smiled at how easy it was. He took an unopened can and tried it again, but the can ruptured and the liquid sprayed out all over his face, hair, and chest. Cheelai laughed out loud and Lemo was still rubbing his forehead as Broly frowned, looking at the other cans.
"This one didn't do the same thing as the other one," he said and Cheelai did her best to contain her laughter.
"You have to drink it before you crush it, Broly," she said, calming herself down. She smiled at his quirky sense of curiosity and admired how innocent he looked trying out new things. Lemo walked back into the house, hand on his head and he walked back out with a towel on his shoulder, handing it over to Broly.
"I'll get that for you," Cheelai said and began wiping down the liquid from Broly's face and chest. As soon as she pulled the towel away, she realized that their faces were inches apart. Broly's eyes widened as Cheelai began to blush heavily.
For a moment, Cheelai didn't want to turn away. She stared into those eyes again and slowly moved her face closer to Broly's. She had a feeling he never kissed anyone before but she was tempted to kiss him regardless. Broly didn't know what Cheelai was attempting and he was ready to pull back and stand back up to avoid her.
It was only when Lemo cleared his throat that she broke her gaze free from Broly. She felt her heart beating a bit faster and questions were starting to form in her head: was this the alcohol or was it something else? She turned to Lemo and began walking towards the house.
"I'll, um, be in my room," she said timidly and quickened her pace to go in the house. Broly had the towel in his hand and dried up what Cheelai had missed, standing up.
"Is Cheelai okay?" Broly asked.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure she's fine. She did drink those beers quickly though. Let's clean up here first and give her some time to clear her head," Lemo said and Broly nodded.
Cheelai closed the door to her room and locked it. She brought her hands up to her neck and felt her fingers trace down to the top of her body armor. She could feel her heart pounding through her chest, even through her armor and her face was red from both the alcohol and from the growing lustful thoughts that were creeping into her mind. She unhooked her utility belt and let it fall to the floor before she slipped out of her chest armor. She sat down on her bed took her gloves and boots off, throwing them to the ground.
She then peeled the top part of her purple spandex outfit and her breasts dropped down as she pulled it over them, breathing a sigh of relief.
"Sorry I keep putting you two through so much," she said and gently began to massage them. She made herself comfortable on her bed, laying back against the headrest and she closed her eyes, smiling. It was the first time she ever got to look at Broly with lustful intent and it was getting her excited. She didn't know why she was feeling this but she wasn't going to waste this opportunity.
She gave her breasts a gentle squeeze before tracing a finger to one of her nipples and she began to stroke it gently. She gave off a soft moan through her breath as they hardened under her fingers.
She couldn't remember the last time she had brought herself to an orgasm. The stress of the last few days kept distracting her from finding some private time to herself. Seeing Broly as a man and not some lost child set off a few fireworks inside her head.
She pinched her right nipple a little harder and her moans grew a bit louder, letting her right hand glide down her stomach to the top of her spandex shorts. Her left hand was busy at work massaging her chest while playing with her erect nipples and she alternated from one breast to the other, enjoying how they felt in her hand. She loved how they were shaped whenever she looked at herself in the mirror before and after a shower. She was always proud of how her body looked and how sexy she felt that she made sure she kept it in good shape every day.
She began to imagine herself kissing Broly as he used his big strong arms to lift her up so her face was right up against his. She imagined they were both naked in the shower as the hot water soaked them both, the drops of water mingling in with their sweat as she wrapped her arms around the back of his head and her legs around his chest. She ran her fingers through his charcoal hair as her kisses gradually became more passionate. She pulled at his hair with a sadistic grin on her face, licking her lips as she continued to kiss him.
Her right hand slid underneath the spandex fabric and made its way down her pubic line to the top of her clit and she began to gently rub it. She bit her lower lip in a sensuous smile as she slid her fingers up and down, her arousal growing.
Her imagination shifted to the battle between Broly and those two earth Saiyans and she moaned a bit more as she saw him move. Each blow he was dealing gave her more pleasure. There was something primal about all of it that turned her on while she played with herself. The animalistic intent of Broly's fury as he attacked those two Saiyans made her feel like playing more aggressively with herself but she exercised restraint and kept it simple. She shifted her fingers to a more sensitive area and moved her left from her breasts to behind her head as her breathing grew heavier, her moans grew louder, and her intensity focused solely on her sex. She moved her hand down and glided her fingers along inside and she felt the slickness of her vagina cover her fingers as she dove deeper, sliding her finger inside. She had never been this turned on so quickly by the sight of another man's physique until now.
Her eyes were completely closed as she was fully immersed in herself. All she wanted was that sweet release and she wondered how much of that primal rage Broly could give to her sexually. Her mind bounced from the hard punches Broly unleashed to a moment where he was naked and she was on top of him, gliding along the girth and lengthy shaft of his member with her slickness.
Fuck, I'm so close…
Her right hand clutched her pillow in a vice-like grip as she was moaning loudly. Her breaths were rapid and heavy, her moans were loud, and she was at the point of bursting.
The door burst open from its hinges and Broly stormed in, panic on his face.
"AHH! Broly, WHAT THE FUCK?!" she screamed, covering her chest with her arms and stared at him, a mixture of shock and anger.
"Miss Cheelai, are you okay? Were you under attack?" Broly asked, searching her room frantically for an attacker.
Cheelai was too stunned to say anything for the moment. Lemo stepped in and saw the broken door.
"I tried to stop him but, oh…," he saw that her clothes were on the floor and she sat topless on the bed, and he blushed. He averted his gaze, covering his eyes.
"Oh God, were you just, um…" Lemo began.
"What? Masturbating? Yes, Lemo, I was. NOW GET THE FUCK OUT!" she yelled at him and reached for her hair brush that was on her end table beside the bed. She threw it as hard as she could at Lemo and it grazed his head as he ducked to avoid it.
"Okay! Okay! I'm leaving! God!" Lemo cried out and quickly left the room. Broly had no idea what just happened and the glare he received from Cheelai wasn't helping. He lowered his head and walked out of the room, ducking underneath the broken door frame. Cheelai sat there for a moment, then pinched the bridge of her nose.
"Goddammit," she muttered under her breath. She got off the bed and put her top back on. She then put her boots back on and stormed out of the house, past Broly and Lemo and Broly poked Lemo on the shoulder after she left.
"Was Miss Cheelai in any danger?" he asked.
"Well, given what she was doing in there, I'd say no, she wasn't," Lemo said and walked over to the broken door to examine it. "That's gonna need a fixing."
"Was she hunting for anything?" Broly asked and Lemo glanced behind him. He brought the door outside and set it up against the outer wall of the house.
"Hunting?" Lemo asked.
"She said she was baiting. Was she setting a trap for one of the beetles?" Broly asked and Lemo looked very confused, then realized that Broly had misinterpreted Cheelai and sighed.
"Not that kind of baiting, Broly."
"But she said she was mastering this baiting technique," Broly said and Lemo put a hand to his face, almost brushing his yellow toque off his head.
"Lesson number one when you're living with a lady, Broly. You don't intervene during a lady's privacy unless she asks you to."
Broly hung his head. "I'm sorry."
"It happens. You didn't know and we should've given you some ground rules first. Pretty sure she'll forgive this incident."
"I must make this situation better and apologize," Broly said and walked off in Cheelai's direction.
"I don't think that's a good idea, big guy," Lemo said but Broly ignored him. He sighed and went back to inspecting the door's hinges.
Cheelai walked some distance from the house into a clearing. She spotted a rock that looked flat enough to sit on and she perched herself on top of it, sitting with her knees brought up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them. She stared down at the soil.
"Great, I'm still horny," she muttered to herself and sighed. She wondered if she could finish off here but the rustling of footsteps behind her and a looming shadow creeping up on her cancelled that idea. She sighed heavily and turned away.
"Leave me alone, Broly," she said coldly.
"I have done you a grave wrong, Miss Cheelai. I want to make up for it."
She glanced back at him. His statement sounded sincere at least and as she gave it some thought, she realized that Broly never learned anything about sex during his time growing up. He wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between cries of pleasure and cries of pain, she thought to herself and stood up to confront Broly.
"You don't have to, Broly. I should've been up front about what I was going to do before I went to my room. That was my bad."
"Your…bad?"
"It's an expression meaning I made a mistake. Just like you busting down my door was your bad," Cheelai explained and Broly nodded.
"I see," Broly said and Cheelai hugged herself, shivering.
"Fuck it's cold," she spat. She was too upset to pay attention to the cold air as she walked by. A gust of wind made her wince and she hugged herself even tighter.
"The nights on Vampa are very cold, you should come back inside for warmth," Broly stated and picked her up, holding her close to him to keep her warm. She blushed heavily from the gesture, her eyes widened at how fast he picked her up from the ground to hold her. He brought her back to the house and gently set her down so she could walk back inside the heated building. She breathed a sigh and rubbed her arms to bring some extra warmth back. She walked to her bedroom and motioned Broly to come in, sitting down on the bed.
"Sit down," she said, patting the area beside her on the bed. Broly complied and sat down beside her.
"I think my buzz is wearing off," she said, sighing. Broly glanced down at her and noticed that her expression was a mix of anger and sadness. He stared blankly but his mind was puzzling over this facial expression he was not used to seeing from Cheelai. He wanted to say something to break the tension.
"Have you mastered your baiting technique yet, Miss Cheelai?" he asked and Cheelai's eyes widened. She began to chuckle a bit but she couldn't hold back her laughter and let herself laugh out loud. She had to hold herself up on Broly's leg to keep her from falling off the bed. Broly cocked an eyebrow, a little upset and confused at the same time. He didn't understand why Cheelai and Lemo were giving him these weird expressions to his question and he waited for Cheelai to calm herself down before she could speak again.
"I'm sorry, Broly. I shouldn't be laughing at that," she said, wiping tears from her face. "That question threw me off."
She cleared her throat and kept her hand on Broly's large quad muscle. She looked up at him.
"I was doing something we call Masturbation. It's when you stimulate parts of your body that feel good when you touch them. Your genitals are the most important areas of stimulation on your body that when you touch them in a certain way, your brain is telling you that it feels really good and makes your body relax."
Broly looked down at his crotch, then back at Cheelai.
"I touch myself down there and it's supposed to feel good?" he asked and Cheelai nodded.
Broly put his hand on his crotch and frowned.
"I don't feel anything," he said and Cheelai sighed a bit.
"Of course you won't feel anything if you're just touching it. There must be other things you need to do first before you go down there. Visual aids, or audible cues can stimulate your brain's pleasure area. You have to learn to explore your body and discover what parts you like when you touch them versus parts you don't like," Cheelai explained but Broly continued to look at his crotch.
"I don't understand," he said and Cheelai frowned, sighing. Ugh, this is going to take a while.
She got off the bed and stood in front of Broly.
"Has your father taught you anything about sex or the difference between girls and boys?" she asked. Broly shook his head.
"Father only focused on fighting, training, and revenge. The only thing I noticed that was different was that you're small and I'm big, and that your skin is the same color as Bah's ear." He put his hand on his pelt and pet it a couple of times, smiling.
"Okay," Cheelai said, crossing her arms. "Tell you what. I'll do what I can to teach you everything I know about sex."
Broly blinked for a moment, then nodded.
"Okay, I will learn this sex technique from you, Miss Cheelai," he said and stood up. Cheelai waited to see if he was going to leave the room but he still stood there.
"What must we do first?" he asked.
"Actually, that can wait until tomorrow. I kind of want to finish what I was doing earlier so I can sleep easier tonight. If you'll excuse me, I'll be in the bathroom. If you hear those noises again, don't come in, got it?"
"I got it, Miss Cheelai," Broly said and he started walking out of the room.
"Hey, drop the 'miss', okay? That just sounds weird. Please, just call me Cheelai," she said with a polite smile and her OK sign.
"Cheelai," Broly said in his most polite and amicable voice and Cheelai blushed a bit before he left the room and went back outside.
Lemo was busy taking in measurements of the door to work on building a new one while Cheelai made her way to the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind her.
She stripped completely and sat down against the bathtub. It didn't take her nearly as long to climax this time and she sighed contentedly as she sat on the floor, putting a hand to her face. She brushed her silvery-white hair from her face, sucking off some of her excretions from her fingers and moaning softly as she did it. She thought of the challenge ahead and smiled seductively at the prospect. I'm going to rock his seven-foot world.