A/N: Finally! After what ended up being a month long hiatus, one which was not exactly planned although it ended up that way, I have returned and with my I bring chapter 2 of my latest story. The ball is getting rolling now since the first chapter, following Bulma's sudden, and oh so wonderful explosive wardrobe malfunction in front of her corporate staff, the curvy bluenette just can't seem to catch a break. Having retreated back home, leaving her underwear, and her dignity back at the office, sometimes it is the worst things in life that turn into the best. Chapter 2 of 'Bulma of Orange Star High' is here! Please, enjoy!
That Night, Bulma's Bathroom:
Bloop...Bloop...Bloop! One bubble after another floating into the air above that porcelain bowl at the far end of the room, after one of the most hectic days of her life, at long last the air was calm. "...Ahhh..." A few more bright and shiny bubbles being forced up into the air as a small figure reclined even further into her bathtub, their reflection bore an image that hadn't been seen in that room in twenty years, "...Fin-ally I can relax..." Bulma said after a deep moan left her lips, her long thin strands of light blue hair spreading out in the foamy water around her like a cloak. It had been one hell of a long day for the Capsule Corp. CEO that was for sure. "...After today...what a horrible day..."
Closing those bright cerulean eyes of hers, Bulma was trying her best to let the stress out of her system, everyone had their way of doing it, but hers was tried and true; a bubble bath. It had helped her calm down after her first meeting with Goku and it had somehow gotten her to relax after her horrific trip to Namek...so if anything was going to get her over today...it would be another hot, relaxing, bubble bath. Speaking of today though… Her body sinking down to her nose in the water, the heat from the teenager's red cheeks was enough to make her bath begin to steam. "...I can't believe that happened to me back there..." Her mind flowing back to that meeting, without a doubt her worst board meeting of her life, the incident far worse than anything she had achieved before.
"...In front of all those people...all of my top company executives..." That moment when her clothes started to unravel around her was permanently ingrained into her mind...as she was certain it was in the minds of all those men in the room as well… First her button down shirt had popped open, one pearl white button flying off after another, each of them clattering to the floor at her feet as that wide swath of female flesh was exposed. Everything from the bluenette's womanly hips, up along her flat soft belly, to the mouthwateringly plump globes of fat all the guys she met loved to stare at were on show. "...They saw so much..."
The short black skirt she always wore around the office getting increasingly tighter around her hips with each passing moment, it wasn't long until it too burst open at the seams, that last piece of real clothing falling down around her high heeled ankles right before the worst of it came. "...Especially when..." The girl recoiling in absolute shock at her own disrobing, in that moment she pulled her arms down it simply became too much for that poor little clasp digging into her back to take! "...when my bra popped off..." Bulma's most personal of undergarments flying across the room before landing on the head of one of her top scientists, it was all the proof the world needed that their favorite busty boss and buxom best friend was too much for even a double D bra to handle…
"...And all because of these..." Small waves moving through the sea of foamy bubbles surrounding her as she sat up again in the tub, Bulma slowly moved both of her hands up along her body until each of her palms sunk into soft, wobbly boob flesh, "...Geez...where the hell did I get a pair of knockers like these from?..." The girl squeaked rather annoyingly at herself, it taking all of the space she could gather between her open palms and spread fingers to cup half of her new double E breasts, the soft flesh giving a few tepid bounces as she pushed the round masses up against each other. "...I know I always asked for a little more when I was younger, but this is ridiculous!..."
A deep river of soapy water flowing between her tits as they swished around in the bubble bath, even Bulma, that cute angry look she'd had as a teen spread across her face had to sigh, "...Still...I guess they are kinda nice..." Running her thin hands over the tops of her boobs, the teen was amazed at what she was feeling, her skin just felt so soft, well of course she'd always felt soft, but even then...this was… "...Damn, Bulma look at you...your skins' like it's covered in jello..." A small smirk spreading across her lips as she took a moment to enjoy her new assets, they really were something straight out of a perverted old man's mind.
Cerulean eyes watching as she started off at the bottom, her open palms overflowing with her pale smooth flesh before sliding around the sides. Fingers dipping into her newly enlarged round globes as they spread out, bouncy fat billowing out between them while they slid around the front to gently cup the circular ends of her breasts. The true heft of her new melons being weighed in between her arms as she gently jiggled them back and forth against each other atop her folded arms. The giggling bluenette watching them bobble and jiggle around before just as easily letting them slip out of her grasp, those two wonderful globes of fat falling back down with a hearty bounce just before returning to their natural round teardrop shapes, their perk making the little pink nipples point out from her chest, "...Heheheh! And with how much they bounce around I bet I could get even Goku to stop training and actually listen to me..."
Another hearty giggle causing those two spectacles of female endowment to wobble with her movements, Bulma smiled, her pink lips just as bright and firm as the twin tiny peaks on the tips of her breasts, "...Oh yeah...Vegeta, Goku, Krillin, Yamcha, Tien, certainly Roshi...hell, maybe even Piccolo would probably stop dead in his tracks at the sight of these puppies!..." Her eyes closing once more as she sat back in the bath, bubbles and foamy water rising up to the brim while she wasted no time in scooping up her wondrous jugs for another giddy groping session. "...Now if I were them what would the first thing they'd do with these be?..." The teen letting out a small sigh as she ran her fingers across her soft nipples, it was just as Bulma squeezed those bouncy white dragon balls up against each other that the door opened. The pair of blue eyes taking in sight of an eighteen year old girl with a huge cheesy smile spread across her features while she played with her own boobs, Bulma should have counted herself lucky it wasn't a boy stumbling in on the sordid scene.
"Oh, my!..." Those two words ripping the curvaceous bluenette straight out of her little ego infused dream land that she was in, her eyes slowly opening with all the fear that came with being walked in on, the girl turned her head to see probably the worst person to catch her feeling herself up in the tub; her mom. "...Bulma, dear, you don't have to give yourself chest massages, honey..." The blonde haired woman's voice came, what she was trying to convey already making the blue haired girl turn red, really she'd wished it had been Vegeta.
At least with Vegeta, after a few taunting remarks about how he wasn't the pervert in the relationship, he'd then spend the remainder of the time showing her the 'proper' way to touch a woman's body… Probably manhandling her with those big, strong muscles of his...rubbing her soft flesh along his rippling hard body before squeezing her huge jugs within his calloused palms until they were about to pop…
And then on the other hand was her mom… "...Honestly, Bulma, it is just like I told you when you got home..." While Vegeta would lick more than he'd talk; her mom...of course...she had to get a talk like this… "...They are more than big enough to make all the boys look..." Yeah...there was that...and then the fun of lying there, absolutely frozen with embarrassment in the bath tub, a huge cloud of red covering her face while her hands stayed glued to her boobies...during a mom talk.
Finally unfreezing the expression that had been stuck on her face since her mo first walked in, Bulma made a point of shooting an angry teenage glare up at her mother, the bluenette's long wet hair surrounding her scarlet red face, the sight making her look more like a PO'ed porn star than her genius daughter, "...Yes, I know my boobs are big, Mom..." the girl sighed with more than a hint of irritation in her voice. It wasn't like the CEO was four hundred pounds with her new curves, at this point she was essentially just as thin as she was when she was younger, just with a little more fat on her curves as well as sporting a pair of water balloons hanging off of her chest, "...I couldn't get out of my meeting today without my bra popping off!..."
Those small eyes of her mom's blinking a few times, the woman merely smiled back at her while propping one hand up along her cheek, "...Awww, I bet that was one heck of a show!..." It was hard for Bulma to tell what it was that was making her mother giggle like that. Was it the teasing joke she'd just made or rather the look of complete and utter humiliation her daughter was wearing at hearing her mother make light of having the wardrobe malfunction guys dream of seeing at the beach occur in front of her entire company?
"...Heheheh! Don't worry though, hun, I'm sure if you just go over and give Vegeta a good flash with em' he'll show you, you have nothin' to worry about..." Bulma's jaw somehow managing to drop even deeper into the sudsy waters surrounding her, at least she'd managed to stop groping herself. "...Really though, Bulma, this was not what I was expecting when I came in here..." Pachi's smile weakening for a moment, it was soon right back up to its usual perkiness again as the woman looked over her daughter, there was a certain amount of pride with seeing how beautiful a daughter a woman's genes could produce.
Folding her arms over her huge jugs, the teen scoffed as she tried to look away, some way to show off her agitation with all this than simply accepting all this teasing, she never got it this bad when she was younger before… "...Okay, okay...just...please let me finish my bath in peace?..." Her light blue bangs obstructing her eyes as she closed them, the girl turning back away from her mom and doing, well, as much as she could to conceal those soft globes sticking out of her chest.
Yeah those things were going to be a problem alright, "...And for that matter, why are you just walking in on me anyway?...You know bathing requires me to be naked, right?…" Bulma shot back at her with a small growl, no doubt out of the sheer annoyance that came with being caught in the nude twice in one day. Hearing the door knob move again though she breathed a sigh of relief as Panchi finally moved to leave the room...although the older woman made sure to get one last parting shot in before letting her daughter have some alone time.
"...If you say so, dear...but I was only popping in to give you these..." Her blonde curls bobbing on her head as she laid a set of fresh clothes out on by the sink, "...I know you haven't worn them in years, but a girl with curves like yours can't just go prancing around naked every day..." Another series of snickers coming from the supposedly ditsy blonde while she set down a matching pair of white boots down with her purple clothes, "...And don't worry, I'm heading to the shops in the morning for a bra...you're not planning on needing one tonight, right?..." An embarrassed squeak shooting up from her nude daughter, Panchi only giggled a little more.
The woman waving her other hand a few times at the nude teen in the bath while Bulma's eyes shot wide open at her words, Panchi moved to grab the door handle and make her exit, "...Like I said though...when you see Vegeta just do a quick pull up your top..." Bulma's eyes popping wide open in panic as she stared at the pink tiled wall in front of her, all the poor girl could do was simply beg for Dende to end what her mom was telling her before she had to remember it for the rest of her life, "...Your father always loves it when I surprise him in his office with a beer..."
Scratch that, begging wouldn't do it, she had to make a wish...make a wish right now and pray that silly little green alien was paying attention for once! "...And while he reaches for it I just pull my tube top up and flash him everything!..." Those long blue strands of silk that Bulma always kept straight suddenly frizzing out in all directions at what she was hearing, it was only after scarring her with the part about how he 'loves it' and not 'loved it' that Panchi finally left, "...And with those big hooters of yours, there's no way Vegeta will be able to say 'no' when you flash him..."
The door shutting behind the blonde as she made her exit, that was it...Bulma was never getting out of the tub...never again… "...Unless..." A thought popping into the blue haired teen's head, the older woman had a point, what if...her mom...was right? Turning back to make sure the door was truly shut and locked now, the bluenette swished herself around in the foamy bath water, and seeing that it was, finally decided it was time she got out. "...What if I did just go over and flash Vegeta?..." The newly young girl asked herself, her body rising up out of the water, bits and pieces of bubbles and soap sliding up with her.
"...Yeah, we've done a lot of fun sexual things since getting together, but...flashing?..." Bulma's slick, eighteen year old body standing fully up in her bath, the girl looked around to grab her towel while the few bubbles left tried their best to protect her modesty; good luck with that. "...I could, but why should I bother?...There's nothing I could possibly need from him that would require..." Those bright blue eyes of hers staring directly at the bathroom mirror to the left of her, it was then she started to have an idea, maybe there was something she needed from Vegeta… Not that of course, with how she looked now, let alone before, there had never been a problem getting her man on top of her when she needed it, but…
Stepping out of the deep white bath tub, the remaining water and foam sliding down over her thicc luscious curves, a few clumps of lucky bubbles tickling her bare womanhood as they made their way to the floor, "...Wait a sec...I never thought about...that..." Making her way, one bouncy foot step at a time across the bathroom, Bulma stood there still sopping wet all over and looked in the mirror, what she saw far better than the melons her mother had seemed so keen to tease her about, "...If I really do have my teenage body back...then..." A wide smile beginning to spread across her face as, pushing some blue hair out of her eyes, the genius girl of Capsule Corp. stared at herself, all the youthful beauty that she had in her younger years restored. "...What...about the company?..."
Her mind returning to work, at this point it was really the last place she wanted to be, and that was with having to run out of her board meeting naked aside. Even with her amazing ability to take on mountains of paperwork as well as numerous projects far more complex than the last ridiculous one she'd taken on, Bulma was getting tired. "...Ugh, who am I kidding..." The bluenette sighed to herself, her face momentarily going into her hands as she spoke, "...That place is driving me up the wall..."
That beautiful face of hers turning a light shade of red, no she wasn't going to go reliving that other reason she wasn't so keen to head back to the office right now. "...Maybe I really do need a vacation...even if it's just to give those blowhards enough time to put the image of my company portraits back in their minds instead of my body..." Pulling her face out of her hands, she knew she had gone there again, her gaze dropping back down to the triple handfuls of feminine flesh hanging off her chest. Then again... until she was back to normal she could hardly be allowed to forget what had happened back there. So maybe, what if...this new body she had suddenly found herself overly endowed with, was a good thing?...
"...What if...I tried...living a real teenage girl's life?..." Those blue orbs darting up and down her sexy frame, it certainly wasn't an inherently bad idea, that was to say no more than conducting the B.O.O.B. experiments on herself at the end of the day; plus, even though she technically had her teenage body back...there were some big differences...so why not some in how she spent her time too? "...I'm pretty sure I wasn't this curvy when I was eighteen originally..." The girl turning to her side, she slid one small hand along her wide hips, tracing across her skin, yeah it was certainly bigger, but thankfully she was still far from the realm of being fat, "...And I know these weren't here..."
Grasping the bottom of each of her thirty two double E breasts in her palms, Bulma gently lifted them up, the heavier globes of female flesh wobbling between her hands before she simply let them go, both hefty boobs falling back down onto her chest in a series of bounces before reforming into their original round, perky shapes, "...My body is a lot different than it was during my first time at this age, that's for sure..." Now that she, at least for now, seemed to be done feeling herself up, Bulma went into deep thought. What she had on her hands, was at a minimum, a second shot at growing up, even if it would be only the last couple years of being a teen again, it was something.
"...Hmmm...then perhaps...this time can be...different?..." Almost asking herself that question as she stood there, naked as the turtle hermit would dream of, the blue haired beauty had a point. She'd spent her first life as a teenager traveling the world, looking for exotic items in weird places, with quite honestly crazy people. "...I guess most teenage girls don't go all over the planet trying to make a wish to a magic dragon..." A small smile now forming on her lips, when she put it that way it did kinda sound silly. She had met Goku, Krillin, Yamcha, Roshi, Tien, the girl had gotten herself her first boyfriend because of those days and some could say even made her contribution to saving the world by discovering Goku wandering around in the mountains.
Bulma had done so much growing up, a hell of a lot more than any of the other girls her age by miles, there was no real point in doing it all again unless she wanted to tempt fate at another alien invasion… "...So if I've done what most people my age want to do...then why not do what I didn't get to do?..." Her gaze having drifted off some time ago, it suddenly shot back to the mirror again, her cerulean gems widening once she realized the one thing she could do now, "...School...I could actually go to high school..." Being as smart as she was, book smarts that is, growing up, there had never been a point to it, hell, her father always said she was smarter than him even back then and how fast she mastered her home teachings proved it.
"...Just for the fun of it...I've already got a few dozen honorary degrees so the work will be a piece of cake..." Pulling the pink bath towel she adored so much up to her head, she gently started drying off her long curtain of blue hair, all the amazing things she could finally experience going through her mind, "...All the stressful stuff about taking classes would be a breeze, so I could just focus on clubs...games..." Yeah, that was it, she could join a few clubs, maybe even some sports teams when she went to school, get to socialize with so many people her new physical age, and really just have fun more than anything else, "...Not to mention with my dizzying good looks and this buxom body, clicks won't be a problem at all!..."
Oh this was just going to be so much fun! The girl wasting no time in finishing drying her hair, it was so nice having it take care of itself so easily. The pink towel running all over her damp curves, smoothing out every inch of her soft, succulent skin while finding the only places she ever found the path being fouled was when the cloth hit her large breasts, "...Hanging out, getting dino burgers and ice cream when school lets out, meeting frie-" Ah, that was a good point, what about friends? She only had a good year, maybe two if she decided to pretend she had three times the mass in her tits than her brain rather than it being the other way around, so she needed people to enjoy herself with fast.
"...Yeah, friends...hmmm...who could I ask about that?..." She wondered, albeit rather briefly; obviously she couldn't take Vegeta with her, not only because of the destruction he would cause to the school's gym equipment, but the last thing she needed was him driving out the male population just because one guy forgot her eyes were in fact not on her chest for a moment. "...Uhuh...that would happen for sure..." Bulma tapping her chin now that she had finished drying off, the towel slumping to the floor while she unconsciously crossed one arm over her huge knockers, "...Then Goku would eat out the whole cafeteria...and Krillin...no they'd call him a middle schooler..."
It just seemed like there would be no one she could take with her to West City High, unless… What if she decided to not go to her local school, but instead went out of district?… It may have been a bit farther away than the one so close to home, but still… "...That's it...Orange Star High in Satan City!..." The bluenette suddenly mashing one fist down into her palm, the sensation causing more than a few parts of her luscious body to jiggle, she knew she was right, "...It's perfect...Gohan's there, Videl is there...and since they've been there a while they're already established..." Envisioning everything in her mind, there was no doubt, going there all she had to do was join them and she was set for the year.
"...All of senior year just having fun and hanging out with Gohan, Videl and whoever else they're friends with...sign me up!..." The girl giving herself a little cheer at her rather ingenious plan of action, it was then she came back to where she started, Vegeta. There was really no way in hell that he was going to let her just up and run off with such a mouth-watering body just because she wanted to hang out with some kids. "...Hmm, that's a snag...he barely let me put my bra on in the morning before...now I don't think he'd ever let me put one on..." So here she was, back where she started, thankfully though, she had a mom...a mother that just couldn't help teasing her daughter about how easily she could twist men around her little finger now…
Turning her gaze to the clothes her mom had laid out for her to put on this evening, since her others were still...in the board room, Bulma could feel that familiar grin creeping across her lips, "...Hmm, so maybe I do need to convince that haughty saiyan prince of mine about something..." Her long blue curtain of hair flowing behind her, falling down to her upper back as she walked over to her clothes, she could already feel the evil power that her new petite, well-endowed body had bestowed upon her, "...They say power corrupts...and with this on...I'm feeling very powerful..." Picking up the dark purple dress in her hands, she let it unfold in front of her, the fabric unraveling until it reached her waist.
"...This was pretty short when I used to wear it...I bet it'll barely go past my hips now..." A small hint of pink spreading across her cheeks as she looked over her outfit for the evening, it had gone from stylish to saucy in the blink of an eye, not that it helped that her mom couldn't get her a complete set of underwear for the night. "...Oh well...I guess I'll just have to make do as I am..." After all, when was the last time in human history that a man complained about his sexy wife seducing him without any panties on?
Closing her beautiful blue eyes as she gently worked the dress over her body, in those first few moments after putting it on she could already feel the sources of Vegeta's downfall pressing out against the purple fabric, "...And something tells me, he won't mind little ol' me going braless in this either..." Giggling to herself at seeing just how well her old dress outlined her bust, stretching across her huge boobies all the while showing off every bit of how naturally they were...and moved.
That little purple dress of hers finally fitted properly, Bulma took a moment to slip on her matching white boots before checking herself out in the mirror, those long locks of thin straight blue hair falling down her shoulders and back, even she had to admit she looked better than she had in years, "...Damn, Bulma, you clean up well!..." Grinning the whole time like the Pilaf that caught the dragon ball, there was no avoiding it, she was so sinfully sexy she could probably avert the next battle simply by blowing a kiss, if even that wasn't too sexy.
"...I wonder how many dragon balls Roshi would give to see this body naked?..." Turning from one side to the other to check herself out, she was HOT! The dress hugging her round hips while it accentuated the thicc soft apple that was her ass, it didn't hold back in announcing to the world that it wasn't a bra giving her such huge bubbles sticking out of her chest. "...Long hair, big boobs, round hips, and a smile that'd make a tyrant crumble, oh, Bulma you're just too much for this world..." Checking herself out one last time in the mirror, she held up the white belt that went with her dress, but then, spying something else she'd forgotten the bluenette was out of the room in a flash, those lovely hips of hers swinging from side to side while the door closed behind her, all that was left in the mirror now was that thick white belt...and a pair of strawberry covered panties…
Gravity Chamber, 10 Minutes Later:
"Punch! Kick! Punch, punch, punch, kick!..." Vegeta sometimes found that saying the words would help him train better, not that it probably did for that matter, but when you're training all by yourself for hours on end, it's the simplest things that break the monotony. "...Ugh! Kick, kick, punch, punch, kick!..." Yelling each of his strikes out to himself, it was helping him train in other ways, by calling out every one of his moves before he made them, the saiyan prince announced to the training robots around him his next strike, giving them time to dodge. "...Damn, you miserable buckets of bolts!..." Leaping up into the air of the gravity chamber, Vegeta was only able to get high enough through the three hundred times gravity to nail one of the bots with his boot, kicking it right across the room!
Landing back down again so hard his boot launched several shards of the floor up to his knees when it hit the ground, the man was just beginning to turn his attention to the next floating machine up and to his right, when suddenly...the gravity went back to normal. "Agh, what the hell is it now?!..." His attention instantly swinging to the entrance to what at this point may as well have been his room, he was only just beginning to unleash his anger on the one interrupting his training when he saw her, "...I told you, woman for the last time I have no need for...for..." Everything he either already was or was getting ready to yell at his visitor falling apart in that moment.
"What is it, Vegeta?… One of my robots finally get your tongue?..." Waltzing into the room, one long, slow hip rolling step at a time, Bulma was everything a man didn't need to see when he was trying to concentrate on getting stronger, "...Or could it be that I'm just too beautiful to not stare at?..." The door closing behind her just as easily as it had opened, the lights that had previously been a deep shade of red were back to regular white again, not that his face wasn't already beginning to take on that other color anyway. "...It's okay, you can say it, I know I'm a lot to take in all at once..." Flipping some lovely blue silky hair over her shoulder, she was somehow only half way across the room despite all the time that had seemed to pass, "...Especially when the only hormones you've seen for hours have been your own sweat..."
The man watching the woman, his woman, that loud mouthed chick he'd fucked in a one night stand all those years ago that had become the most important person in his world walking over to him, he never would have thought he'd see her like this. "...Enough of your non...nonsense, woman...I'm very busy right now..." Dark orbs wandering all over her freshly showered body, despite how much he hated to admit it, she was right. From the moment he saw her, he could smell that wonderful aroma of the shampoo in her hair, the girl's soft, sweet smelling clean aura like night and day compared to his sweaty smelly self, "...Now out with what...you came for...and get out..."
As much as he truly did want her out though, Vegeta was still a man, and that meant he couldn't help running his eyes all over her body, that tight purple dress of hers hugging her soft, curvy features better than anything else she'd worn before, 'What the fuck is wrong with her?… Does she not know the last thing I need right now is seeing this?...' Gritting his teeth in agitation the longer he stared at her, those eyes of his stayed locked onto his wife's big soft tits as she walked to the center console, each of those round globes bouncing around within themselves with each and every step she took.
Bulma, after what seemed like eons of swaying those ample hips in his face and jiggling her amazing set of hooters around the room as well as his mind, stopped at the gravity controls, "...But why would I do that?… I only wanted to ask my big, strong husband a question..." Pursing her lips up at him as she turned her face downward, Bulma made it out like she was a good girl whose intentions were being misunderstood...what a little liar… "...I've been thinking...you know how my body is like an eighteen year old's again..." The girl leaning back against the white console, her long blue bangs falling over her face while the rest of her...well, it was an understatement to say Vegeta didn't mind where she rubbed herself.
Watching that thicc girlish body of hers pressing onto the console, the saiyan prince simply grinned seeing how much her soft ass squished up against the center panel, the girl's round jugs at the same times bubbling up against her chest when she leaned back, really putting them on show, "...Oh I know exactly what age it is, Bulma..." His tongue coming out to lick his lips a couple times before going back in, he was a little parched now that he thought about it, and since his wife was bringing it up, he could more than do with a bit of girl in his diet, "...Last I checked it was I who showed you just how...malleable those huge tits you're so happy to flaunt around are..."
Her beautiful, but oh so devious bright blue eyes flicking up to meet his at that, Bulma smirked, Vegeta was just the same as he always was, challenging, that was what she loved about him so damn much, that and the possessiveness...it always got her hot when a man thought he owned her. "...Oh really?… Well in that case you'd agree the last place for a teenager like me is a stuffy company like this..." Meeting his gaze dead on, even if his would take a moment to drop down and ogle her every now and again, Bulma may have had her teen body back, but...the girl still had all the devilish thoughts and teasing tricks she'd learned growing up. "...Wouldn't it be better if I...I don't know...went to high school instead for a while?..."
His eyes moving up with those plump double Es he'd mashed and molded into whatever shape he wanted only hours ago drop before bouncing back up again with a jiggle, truly, there was nothing worse in the world than a girl who had the sex appeal of a goddess and knew how to use it… "...Bah! High school?… What on Earth do you want to go to school for?..." Vegeta's expression taking on his usual arrogant smirk alongside the obvious leering gazes he'd been sending her way, Bulma knew it was going to be soon that she would have to work her magic, lest he laughed and went back to training, "...You're the smartest woman on the planet, right?… What, don't tell me even a female genius still needs homework to keep up?..."
'...Oh how you can be such an ass at times, Vegeta...' Bulma thought as she closed her eyes for a moment, the girl looking down while a little irritation mark appeared on her forehead, why was it that right when things were getting good he'd revert back to being a jerk again, '...I guess that is my fault...I'm not really punishing bad behavior when I strip naked and let him fuck me for it...' A small sigh leaving her lips as she slowly looked back up at him again, Vegeta had that same arrogant smirk plastered across his features when she met his eyes. '...Okay then, I guess I'll just have to keep rewarding him...' Subtly moving her right hand across the control panel as she stood up again, Bulma nonchalantly hit the gravity to a startling 'zero'.
Vegeta was really enjoying this, messing with the woman, reminding her that everything she took so much pride in strutting around was, at the end of the day, his to relish for as long as he could hold off the forces of sleep, but then, as his newly rejuvenated wife stood up again, his grip...started to slip. "...Awww, but are you sure I can't go?… It'll just be for one school year..." Bulma said with a small whimper as she stood up in front of him, her face already taking on a pouty look, while those big soft boobs of hers...started to gently wobble around in her dress… "...Think of it as a vacation...please?… I promise I'll be a good girl..."
The text on the side of the control console reading 'zero gravity' though, Vegeta was hardly paying attention to what the girl was saying, because while his gaze may at first been on his wife's amazing rack, as she crossed her arms oh so innocently over her breasts, it was then that her dress...started to float. If he had time to think he'd have wondered if she had magnets in her boots to keep her steadied on the ground while he used his ki, but that was an upper head concern...and right now the lower one was in charge. "Ah...ah...ah...ahhh..." Small stuttering gasps leaving his mouth while he stared at her, the prince just couldn't take his eyes off of her...while she...let the zero gravity do its work.
"What is it, Vegeta?… You look like you saw a ghost..." That innocent look on her face quickly transforming into a side smirk as she stood there, arms crossed over her chest looking at him. The man didn't notice though...no...not with what he was seeing...of her… The lack of any gravity in the room doing its job, with weight no longer holding her dress down against her thighs, the purple material slowly started to float up...and up...and up… Vegeta's eyes popping wide open, the lucky saiyan could only stare in jaw dropping awe as more and more of Bulma's body was revealed to him, thin shins, thicc thighs, mile upon mile of creamy white flesh his to enjoy until… The purple fabric of her dress floating up as high as it could go, just like that, his gravity chamber caused Bulma's dress to float up over her waist…
Vegeta's eyes the size of saucers, his jaw slammed into the ground as not only was his wife putting on the strip show of a lifetime for him, but… As the dress finally came to a halt a few inches above the girl's belly button, those dark orbs of his could only drop back down to the sight between Bulma's creamy thighs. "...B...B...Bulma...you...you're not wearing any..." Stammering even more than he had been before at this point, the man couldn't take his eyes off of her! Just standing there with such a haughty look on her face as she just allowed herself to be exposed like that in front of him...how did she keep a straight face while knowing the entire time she wasn't wearing any panties?…
Seeing her man not even attempting to hide his open stares at her bare pussy, it took a lot to hold back a giggle, especially with how much his eyes were darting up and down from her belly to her soft pink lips. It was as if he was constantly reliving the moment she flashed him by staring at the flat expanse of exposed flesh, the fact that her dress still covered the rest of her only making her naked bottom half being on show look that much more erotic… "...Oh, darn… Did I forget to put on panties again, Vegeta?..." Bulma pretended to pout as she pursed her lips again to look down at herself, oh she was really going to lay it on thick now… "...I don't know what I was thinking this evening..." Oh yeah, and from that look she had on now, there would be no escaping Bulma Brief tonight, "...I guess I really do need a vacation from this place… Can't have this happening to my dress in the office, now can we?..."
Standing there, her legs akimbo while she just let him get the eyeful of a lifetime, as much as it had sent her into a frenzy when she'd accidentally shown this to Roshi, now...in front of her husband, the girl had no shame in front of her one true equal. Thankfully for Vegeta though, he wasn't quite as sex starved as his babe might have wanted him to be. Running his eyes up and down that soft, smooth belly he could kiss for hours to the inviting lower lips he drew such wonderful noises out of her with his tongue, he sure was getting one hell of a view, but… "...That depends..." He chocked out, finally regaining his composure after her...show, after all why give her what she wanted no when he had a good idea of just how far his girl would go to have her way? "...I think I'd have to see what...else could happen if you didn't get some time off..."
Blue eyebrows moving downward in a bolt of annoyance, Bulma knew he had her number, she should have expected as much, the gauntlet they'd been through before the androids came had given away just how far she would go to win. Vegeta knew she was the kind of girl who would bear it all to win big so long as there was no lasting shame in doing so, and him being her husband ensured that. "...Oh?… Well I'm not quite sure myself what might happen..." her blue hair rising a little, but mostly staying in place, the girl was glad the remaining wetness of her skin helped it stay down, she wanted this to be as authentic as possible as gently pulled her arms over her head…
"...Only that I'm sure it would be...mortifying if it happened in front of my coworkers..." That confident smirk spread wide across her cheeks when her arms went up, with nothing to hold it down her dress kept on going where it had left off before. Rising higher and higher on her body, first her ribs were exposed to his gaze, the purple fabric going up like a curtain, it was almost as if the man's cheeks filled out with scarlet as one by one two round soft globes of girlish fat came tumbling out of her dress. "...Could you imagine it, Vegeta?… Everyone seeing...this happen?..."
Each of Bulma's over sized thirty two double Es rolling out, they slowly bounced down, stretching into very round teardrops before rebounding up again, their masses soon turning into a pair of floating bubbles on the girl's chest, jiggling around and around ever so delicately. And with no gravity to hold them still, her huge boobies were left to constantly wobble against each other, her flesh jiggling all over while those dainty pink nipples of hers stuck straight out, staring back at his hungry male eyes, "...Although I bet getting a full frontal view of Bulma Brief would certainly boost morale..."
Those cerulean blue gems of hers watching his gaze, seeing it dart from her bare waxed pussy, to those 'huge fucking tits' he adored so much jiggling around in the air with nothing to hold them back. "...So don't you think I should go off to school before...I don't know...your wife ends up naked at work...again?...' The man's eyes never once looking her in hers despite her challenge, she knew she had him, she just had to press him a little more, and if he continued to resist, her trump card would do him in for good. "...Come on, big man...talk to me..." She smirked, her pale pink lips glistening with confidence as Bulma, folding her arms behind her head, slowly shook her chest from side to side, those huge round marshmallows she knew her husband lusted after so much bouncing and rolling back and forth, jostling against each other before flying out away from each other in a never ending series of erotic jiggles.
"...Gah...woman...who do you think...you are..." Gasping for breath the longer he stared at the truly breathtaking sight before him, Vegeta was having trouble holding himself together at this point. Sure, he had wanted this, seeing how far she would go, stripping in front of him, but she was so shameless he couldn't believe it… The material of his saiyan bodysuit hugging against the growing bulge between his legs was also becoming beyond unbearable! With each second passing by it only got tighter and tighter while his cock continued to grow, "...You can't just...a mere woman...'s tits...Agh! Woman...tell me...what to do..." Clenching his fists as hard as he could at his sides, Vegeta could feel the heat growing between his legs heating up like a fireball, why was it saiyans wore such constraining clothes when they were so well-endowed?
Falling back a little from his usual proud upright stance, the man was able to catch himself before he toppled over just in time, his boots grating against the tiled floor beneath them, his knees bent and his manhood ached to be released more than anything as she gently lowered her arms, a mere teenage girl smirking at his troubles. "...I...I...am Vegeta, the prince of all saiyans...you can't just...expect to..." His eyes shooting back up to the floating dress in the air, there was no mistaking it, the skimpy thing was all she had walked in wearing, she had planned on stripping naked from the start! "...To make me give in just...just because you have no shame exposing...your...self...Ahhhh!..."
Zoooooop!
The girl's arms dropping down again, in a flash she had flicked the dials again, the gravity going from zero, to one times normal gravity, her dress suddenly fell to the floor in front of him, "...Is that so?..." Bulma took one step towards him, and then another, her petite feet slipping out of her white boots as she made her way over to him, the last of her useless clothing leaving her as nude as she had been in the bath, "...Because in that case, allow me to apologize..." Blue silky hair flowing in her wake while she walked over to her twitching mate, Bulma then stood before him, the teen several inches shorter than him now, a bit taller than Videl was.
Reaching up with both hands now, the bluenette knew she would face no resistance at this stage, after all, he was as well trained for what was coming as she was...even if she was putting in a little twist this time. "...I forgot my man is a prince...so instead of teasing..." Tugging at the black spandex material covering his body, bit by bit she was able to work it down across his many muscles, wide strong pecs, a deep sweat slick six pack, and all the delicious contours and firm handles a girl could dream of rubbing her soft figure against revealed to her, "...How about..." At long last yanking the last of his bodysuit down his legs, in that moment out flopped that huge girth the man had been praying to have unleashed this whole time.
Vegeta's erect thirteen inch long cock springing out into the open, the girl had to keep from flinching as it smacked against her cheek, leaving a long trail of precum in its wake. He was hard alright, throbbing for release, and if she wanted this 'vacation' he was going to get it, "...I put these huge fucking tits of mine to proper use..." Bulma's cerulean blue eyes gazing up at his while he stared down at the girl on her knees before him, panting, sweating, waiting for her to undertake her wifely duty and suck out all the hot lust she had tormented him with, "...And worship my Prince how I should have from the start..."
Balancing both of her enormous double E boobies in her hands as she lifted them up, in one long move that seemed to drag on for eons, Bulma gently sandwiched as much of her husband's huge cock between those wonderful marshmallows of hers as she could. "Ahhhh..." A long, deep, animalistic groan pouring from his lips as he felt all that hot, aching heat of his being surrounded by her cool, inviting flesh, it was in that moment that Bulma, seeing the ripe throbbing pink head sticking out from her cleavage leaned in, and with one long breathy moan, took him into her wet mouth.
If there was ever a reason for girls to develop anything bigger than a D cup naturally it was for giving an amazing boobjob...screw child bearing, Vegeta knew the true purpose of having a woman with a nice rack, and it was this! Another heated gasp of pleasure leaving his lips, the saiyan was already so charged up, that whole strip show Bulma had put on had him really on edge, but he wasn't going to give into release easily. Bracing himself against his wife's skilled tongue, he could feel her...all of her as she smothered his dripping manhood between her huge teenage breasts, soft, bouncy flesh rubbing and squeezing all around him as she pulled them back and forth across his tanned skin.
Truly it was heaven, Bulma's pale white skin was so soft...so perky and yet giving at just the slightest touch, he never would have imagined that he could feel so surrounded by a boobfuck… But yet he was. "...Ahhhh...Bu...Bulma...Ahhhhhh!..." Groaning at the sensation of her smooth plump fat massaging his hard cock, he wished that was all he was feeling, but the whole time that blue haired bimbo he loved so much was rubbing her jiggling melons all over his saiyan beast, worshiping it, tending to his flesh with hers as his sexy squeeze toy, her mouth, was hard at work.
Holding onto just the pinkish purple head of his cock between her lips, Bulma wasn't letting go, that tongue of hers swirling around and around the tender tip, she could feel every trace of his training pouring out through the mushroom cap. Tracing along the edges with every time she dragged her bare bouncy boobies along his veiny girth it would pulse in her mouth, ejecting another glob of clear precum onto her tongue which was soon swallowed with a smile. "...Pl...please...Bulma...hold...you...can't...Ahhhhhh!..." Vegeta's eyes growing larger and larger by the second, his wife just went at it, holding onto his bulbous head like her little lollipop Bulma kept on sucking.
Bright pink lips holding it in place, they only moved out as she sucked on him, savoring the sensation of having his most sensitive place in her maw, between her lips, her tongue all the while slipping and sliding along his sensitive underside before washing up over the top to clean him. Oh she was so mean, the bright eyed teenager never once letting her eyes off of his as she sucked her husband off, Bulma kept working those huge double Es of hers, bouncing and jiggling her man's cock between them, around them, rubbing it against as much of her round tits as she could!
Her tongue swabbing away each and every drop of precum to leave his tiny slit, she shook some blue hair out of her eyes as she picked up the pace. Bobbing faster and faster on his member, that pink muscle never left him as it drilled in right where his head met the rest of his beast. The girl feeling him drawing closer, she let out a deep, heavy moan along his saiyan staff, Bulma dragging her tongue down along the very tip of his shaft, she gave that weak spot one last heavy tongue kiss, rubbing it all over his throbbing head with no remorse before suddenly, her huge knockers squishing up along his length, she pulled them all the way down to his balls as she swallowed him whole, one, two, three, four, five, six...seven inches of him going straight down her throat, his woman squeezing him with everything she had, that one last erotically slutty move from his busty wife drove Vegeta over the edge!
"BUUUUUUULLLLLLLMMMMMMMAAAAAAA!..." With one final mighty roar ringing through his lungs, Vegeta came, the powerful saiyan prince succumbing to his girl's overwhelming power and giving her everything she asked for in return. Shot after shot of hot, white spunk spewing into her mouth and down her throat, the greedy bluenette swallowed every last bit of it, even as a teen she hadn't lost her ability to take everything he gave her and more. Filling her mouth once, twice over with his boiling seed, Bulma still swallowed it all, she wasn't just a master of her own body after all, but after years of being married to Vegeta, saiyan hardware, despite its terrifying size, was like putty between her breasts.
The only obstacle to her getting her way once again falling to his knees before her, Bulma watched as he stayed there, wavering, naked, and with that long, thick cock of his hanging limp between his thighs before collapsing backward onto his firm, manly ass, '...Heh, looks like I'm the strongest after Goku now...' The bluenette thought with a giggle as she got crawled on top of her man, the girl making a point of dragging those big soft boobs of hers across his entire body despite it requiring her to crawl extremely low to the ground to do so, she had melons after all, not udders.
"...So, my Prince...Ve...ge...ta..." Bulma purred over him once she was finally face to face, her long blue hair falling down over her shoulders like a rain of pure beauty, "...May I please go to school for the year?..." Her blue eyes watching his, he was not speaking, but they were certainly saying a lot, the dark orbs flicking from her triumphant face, then down to her two incredibly perky tits hanging over his chin, then back...only to stay with her girls again for good, Bulma sighed, rolling her eyes in a mix of annoyance as well as plenty of love for his lust for her, "...Or perhaps...do you need a little more...convincing?..."
Bulma sitting back against the rock hard pillar of male flesh she knew was sticking up behind her, with a few pained gasps, and lots of gritted teeth, the girl felt that thick beast of his slowly slide up into her tight, wet pussy. Her blue hair flipping back over her shoulder as another squeak suddenly shot out of her lips, Bulma's eyebrows flew up when, as she looked down, she saw Vegeta, and each of the saiyan prince's large tanned hands holding a soft white globe up in their palms. The man obviously enjoying himself as he molded her huge breasts around in front of her, he gave those bouncy double Es of hers a squeeze while he grinned up in victory, "...Oh I do..." he kept that arrogantly proud look on his face turned straight up at her, those strong calloused fingers of his already molding and reshaping her creamy knockers around and around to his utter delight, "...But I think convincing me is going to take a few hours..."
A/N: So there ya have it, the long awaited second chapter of this new story, which is a commission brainstormed together by him and I then actually written by me. Despite how things have been going, I am rather proud of how this fic has turned out thus far and am preparing to write up the third chapter which is mostly finished outlining. This is meant as new fanfic not at all related to other stories by me such as my soon to be updated Future TrunksxChi-Chi story; this one stands on its own and isn't meant to be like others, but with different characters. Furthermore, unlike Beach Battle this story will spend much more time at the school itself than the former fic since the other one is based more around a relationship amongst three people while this is well, you'll see.
It has been over a month now since I last posted anything, and indeed just as long since I posed the question to you all of what ENF one shot would be a good fic to write as a challenge. I had been rarely looking at it, but finally decided to close it when it hit 50 votes as it was tied… Then another week went by and it was at 56 votes and now there were two ties, two tied for first and two for second, so rather than wait for it to tie again I closed the poll.
So the challenge that I asked you all to help me decide will be two fics, both rather small given they are things I must just write fast, but still good. The official first place went to Bulma getting drunk and stripping completely naked at her party, which I KNOW given how many Bulma fans there are that such a one shot will be thoroughly enjoyed. Nothing like Bulma happily bouncing around baring it all to liven things up! Which brings me to the second choice tied for first which was Videl getting stuck without any clothes in the boys' locker room, a one shot in a similar vein to a lot of perverted American movies, but one that I have wanted to do for a while. Maron naked will be happening in a couple other fics I have planned and then of course Eighteen's idea was a cross between two other fics I've already written; so I guess it was good they came second, then with Chi-Chi outdoors naked rounding out fifth.
I fully plan on writing one or both of the fics in the next couple of days and then posting them regardless of my usual schedule so be on the lookout. Thank you all so much for helping me decide which challenge I should do as sometimes there are just too many fun ideas to choose outright. Which leads me to the current poll I put up, this one is pretty tame compared to past ones and since I am good on poll data for future projects I figured it would just be fun. There are nine girls in the poll and you all get ONE vote each. It only just went up the other day on my profile so please let me know who you think is the one. As always if you at all enjoyed my work and want to encourage me to post more when it's done, please leave me a review to read as those spur on writing like nothing else. See you all next time!
