He was only slightly mistaken.
It turned out the thing Gero had been working on in his basement was a super android named Cell; created from the DNA of all the z-fighters and their enemies, he was the doctors ultimate creation, and he'd arrived from an alternate timeline to kill them all.
Unfortunately for Cell, he needed to absorb 18 and 17 to 'evolve' into his perfect form. 17 was already dead, and Trunks blasted him away before he'd even thought of approaching his 18.
He did end up revealing himself to the others, but at that point he didn't care to hide anything. Goku didn't care, the only thing he wanted was for Trunks to spar with him so he could also ascend to what he called Super Saiyan 2. The only one who would have known about the true depth of his sexual powers was Vegeta, and he had never returned. If Trunks knew his father, he was probably building up an intergalactic empire to feed his ego. Gohan thought it was kind of cool, though he did find it icky that Trunks was with his mother and grandmother. Piccolo could care less.
The opinions of the others ranged from disgust, outrage (Yamcha), and creepy enthusiasm (Roshi) but he could care less about what they thought. The only warriors they interacted with anymore were Goku, Gohan and Piccolo, everyone else was insignificant.
At this very moment, Trunks had finished his final bit of business. He stepped out of the time machine and pressed some buttons, returning it to its capsule form in a puff of smoke "Well, you're going into storage my friend" he said to the capsule before putting it inside his case. He'd lock it inside one of Bulma's lockers later.
He'd finally done it, he'd gone back to his original timeline (he no longer thought of it as home) and tied up all loose ends. He'd arrived just in time to kill both the androids and Cell in one fell swoop, moments before the green menace had been about to absorb them.
It had been a bit difficult to tell his mother he wouldn't be staying, this was the woman who had raised him since birth after all, but once he said it was for love, she was nothing but happy for him. Of course, he didn't tell her the details that would have turned her smile into a look of disgust. He preferred to leave her thinking her son had fallen in love with some nice young girl.
He'd left her dozens of capsule cases, filled with everything from machinery, equipment, robots, raw materials and blueprints, a gift from her past self to help her rebuild their world. He gave her a tearful hug and a kiss on the cheek, and that was it. His previous life was officially and irrevocably over.
He checked the mailbox, only a few bills and a postcard from his grandfather, who was now living with his new wife in the northern branch of Capsule Corp. He hummed a tune as he walked through the patio into the kitchen. He dropped the letters on the table and opened up the fridge and drank straight from a gallon of ice cold water, it had been humid as hell back in the future and his mother didn't have electricity.
Wiping his lip, he put the water back in the fridge and headed for the living room. He wanted nothing more than to stretch out on the couch and take a nap while watching something inane on tv…
…on second thought, this looked a whole lot more fun.
18 was watching tv, a bored expression on her face as she channel surfed. One couldn't tell by her facial expression that she was being eaten out by Mrs. Briefs.
Trunks' cock twitched in his pants watching his naked grandmother diving into 18's pussy. The android had her legs wrapped around Bunny's head and was offering no reaction to her enthusiastic efforts.
Trunks finally caught her eye and she offered him no more than a raised eyebrow for a greeting. Bunny lifted her head up from her folds, her face slick with 18's secretions "Am I doing it better now dear?" she asked the android in her usual cheery voice.
"Marginally" 18 told her coldly. Bunny's face fell slightly "I didn't tell you to stop" 18 snapped. Bunny obeyed and returned to her folds, she rubbed her nose up and down inside 18's pussy before pushing her tongue deep into her core. Any other woman would be twisting and moaning, but 18 returned to watching tv as if nothing was happening, though Trunks knew she'd likely reached orgasm half a dozen times already today.
18 was technically subservient to his mother and grandmother. Bulma used that to her advantage, making the ultra-powerful android her bitch as much as possible, but Bunny was simply too nice. Bunny couldn't command anyone to do anything, all she ever wanted to do was make people happy. So 18 had taken to using Bunny the way Bulma used her, as her little toy that followed her every whim. Bunny was always more than happy to help; you want to smack me in the ass until I start getting welts? Sure dearie. You want me to suck Trunks' cum out of your asshole? Stick your arm up to your elbow in my ass? Ok, if that's what you want.
Trunks' tail began unbuckling his belt, he'd gotten much more adept at using it over time. It pulled his zipper down and his pants dropped to the floor, letting his dick loose. He walked up behind his grandmother and knelt down, he was going to fuck her, but the sight of her puffy pussy lips leaking juices made him hungry. He gripped her thighs and got close enough to smell her wonderful scent.
Bunny froze a bit when she felt someone behind her, but relaxed, knowing it was either Bulma or Trunks, otherwise 18 would have killed the poor person for trying to touch her. She moaned into 18's pussy when she felt a tongue begin to probe her opening, she recognized it as her grandson's.
Trunks circled his tongue inside his grandmother's pussy, he took her clit inside his mouth and inserted a finger into her, which caused her to moan again. Feeling that she was wet enough for him, he stood up and lifted her by her legs so that their cores were level. Trunks used his tail to line up with her and pushed into her pussy with no hesitation.
"Mmmphh!" Bunny moaned. 18 pushed her head further into her, feeling her orgasm was near. Trunks pumped in and out of his grandmother, the motion helping to push her head against 18's mound and add to her pleasure.
"Ohh Grandma, I missed this pussy so much!" he gave her ass a slap that left a red handprint as he began to hasten his stroke.
"You were only… uh! Gone for a few hours you buf-ff-ffoon" 18 panted out, no longer able to hide the effects Bunny's ministrations were having.
"Your point being?" Trunks grunted out. Bunny wrapped her legs around his midsection, pushing his entire length into her. He shuddered at the feeling of being completely sheathed. He started grinding his hips against Bunny, who grinded back against him.
18 threw her head back and arched her back, she ended up lifting herself off the couch as she felt her peak was imminent. "AGHH!" she couldn't hold the throaty growl from escaping her as she had a massive orgasm, coating Bunny's face with even more of her juices. She rode her orgasm for a few seconds more before she sank back onto the couch.
"Get off me" 18 said to Bunny, who was still lapping absently at her pussy while grinding herself against Trunks' pelvis. Bunny looked up at her in disorientation, she was lost in pleasure and didn't understand what 18 had said. 18 pushed her head off to the side and scooted over to the end of the couch so that they weren't blocking her view.
Tired of their slow pace, Trunks began pumping his hips against Bunny's pussy. His grandmother began panting in earnest as his cock was bumping into her cervix, making her see stars. Trunks sped up and her face started getting mushed against the couch. Trunks was gripping her hips hard; thanks to the bond, Bunny still had the strength to keep her legs wrapped tightly around him, not letting him pull out of her too much. Trunks leaned forward and grabbed Bunny's swinging tits in each hand before pulling back and lifting her up with him.
"Oh honey! Cum inside me!" Bunny put her hands over his and began moving them in a circular motion to massage her tits. She was suspended on air nothing but Trunks' hands holding her up. Their rutting became more and more frantic, Trunks felt his meat ready to pulse inside of her. "Ohhhhhhhh!" Bunny moaned out as she came, her pussy spasmed beautifully around Trunks cock. Trunks pulled on Bunny's nipples while she rode her orgasm, eliciting an extra shriek of pleasure from her.
"Here it comes!" He gave one final push into her and his cock twitched, he shot half a dozen thick ropes of cum directly into her womb.
They stayed frozen like that for a few seconds, 18 thought they looked like the letter 'Y' if you looked at them from the side. Finally Trunks dropped his grandmother gingerly on the couch and took seat in between her and 18.
He glanced at the tv and saw it was a program about valuable jewelry. If he knew 18 she'd go out later that day and steal anything she saw that caught her fancy. Not that he was bothered by it, everyone had a weird hobby.
Bunny shifted so she could lay her head on his lap, she took his flaccid organ in her mouth and suckled it like a pacifier. Trunks stroked her hair, he wrapped his tail around 18 and pulled her to him. 18 ignored him.
"Where's my mother?" he asked.
18 shrugged "She's down in her lab" of course she would be. Bulma tended to lock herself up in the lab for extended periods of time if she had something she wanted to work on.
"Well then I guess this next load will have to be for you" he said. 18 groaned at the terrible line, but she didn't exactly object. Trunks' penis was half hard from Bunny's suckling. She was currently bobbing her head on his meat, raising him up to full mast.
Once he was fully hard, Bunny gave his tip one final kiss before getting off. Trunks' tail lifted 18 up and lowered her onto his erection until he was completely inside of her, with her sitting on his lap. They began to fuck slowly, both content to just lay back and watch tv while 18 rocked her hips slowly.
"Honey, can grandma have some help?" Bunny asked. She was bent over on the couch with her ass facing Trunks. "Sure thing grandma" Trunks unwrapped his tail from around 18 and moved it over to Bunny. It trailed up her thigh and rubbed up against her pussy. He stuck his tail inside her and moved it around, slicking it with her juices. Satisfied that it was sufficiently lubricated, he pulled it out of her pussy and moved up to her rosebud.
Knowing what was coming, Bunny replaced Trunks' tail with her fingers and began masturbating. Trunks held his tail outside of her entrance for a second before he sank it into her asshole as far as it could go.
"Ghaaaa! Oh thank you honey!" Bunny began diddling herself harder as Trunks' tail pumped in and out of her ass.
Satisfied that she was taken care of, Trunks returned his attention to the woman on his lap. 18 laid back against him and Trunks began kissing her neck while he fondled her right breast with his hand.
"Tell me 18" Trunks whispered to her ear "Which one of those diamonds are you going to steal?"
18 moaned against him "Why, you want to stop me?"
Trunks chuckled "Nah, just remember mother and grandma love jewelry" 18 bit her lip as his dick hit an especially sensitive spot. They were displaying a very expensive looking piece that caught her eye, a diamond and sapphire necklace that she just needed to have.
"18, how many times do I have to tell you not to leave the front door open?" a livid Bulma entered through the kitchen. She'd been in her lab for five straight hours and was up for a hate-fuck with 18, so she came up with the first thing she knew would start an argument.
What she saw made her even hornier, 18 lazily riding her son while he tail-fucked her mother. "Trunks, you're back!"
Trunks grinned "Why don't you come and say hello mom?"
Bulma smiled. She opened up her white lab coat to reveal she was wearing nothing but a bra underneath. Trunks removed his tail from his grandmother, who had been comatose for a few minutes apparently, and wiggled it invitingly.
Bulma shook her head. If 18 hadn't had her eyes closed and her head thrown back against Trunks shoulder she would have realized what the heiress was about to do.
When 18 finally opened her eyes Bulma was standing in front of her with her hands on her hips. Before she knew it, the blue haired woman pushed her off. Trunks had to react fast for his dick not to be bent in any painful way. He was about to reprimand his mother when she quickly put her arms on his shoulders and sat on his dick.
"Ohhh baby, I missed you so much" Bulma said, leaning her forehead against his. 18 was seething on the floor, knowing she couldn't do anything to the bitch. Deep down she enjoyed being dominated by Bulma (she suspected that was one thing the bond forced her into) but not being allowed release when she was so close was enough to make her want to destroy some cities.
She watched from the floor as Bulma rode Trunks with abandon. After all the work she'd done, it wasn't soon before Trunks blew his load deep inside his mother's womb.
Oh, she definitely needed to go out and steal some shit.
The alien ship de-cloaked. It was nestled in a valley between a pair of mountains, the dark of night making it practically invisible despite its enormous size. There were five figures standing outside of the ship, one stood taller than all the others.
"All right then men… and woman" Bojack added hastily to appease Zangya "Remember, you're on recon, so no visible debauchery, understood?" the four henchmen nodded in affirmation "Good, now go out there and find out were these dogs live"
He saw them blast off in different directions. Zangya headed west, Kogu headed north and Bido and Bujin… both went in the same fucking direction. Goddamnit, when he was done with this planet he'd have to kill those two and find some new hench-slaves. Those two couldn't spend three seconds apart and they had the gall to complain when the rest of the crew cracked gay jokes about them.
Deciding he might as well sit back and relax while he waited for them to return, he looked for a tree he could lean against (there was no way he was spending more time inside that ship after thousands of years trapped in a star). This could definitely be a haul that would restart his career as the foremost pirate in the universe. Saiyans were extremely rare, so a planet that was crawling with them was a goldmine. He'd enslave the more powerful pure-blooded ones and sell the half-bloods on the galactic market, were they were sure to ring up a good price from warmongers trying to breed the perfect soldiers or bored nobles wanting a pet monkey.
It was too bad he had to kill the first one, he simply annoyed him too much to want to keep alive, prince or no prince. He hoped the other saiyans were more cooperative, or else he'd have to kill them all.
…
Zangya flew low and made sure to keep her power down so as to not direct the attention of the saiyans. If she knew the three idiots she worked with, they'd be angry at having to hide their power, try to prove themselves by attacking one of the saiyans and it would all end with this planet being blown up and Bojack disciplining all of them. Honestly, she should find a way to arrange their death's to make her life easier.
Well, her life would be much easier if Bojack was dead, but that was a pipe dream.
She was passing through a city now. It was the dead of night, so there were no random bystanders to scream in fear, which was unfortunate.
She was halfway through the town when she realized she didn't know how to do this exactly. Bojack had told them it was recon, so she couldn't just start blowing shit up and wait for somebody to show up, how was she supposed to find a saiyan? How exactly did that fuckwit expect her to actually follow through with her mission? God, she'd forgotten how terrible her boss's plans were, if he wasn't so powerful…
A glint of something caught the corner of her eye. Making a sudden stop, she saw a jewelry store, filled to the brim with all kinds of precious metals. She didn't know a backwards planet like this would have those kinds of riches. Deciding to make a small detour and get some stuff for herself, she touched down on the pavement and began walking over to the storefront.
She saw some rubies, sapphires, diamonds and all kinds of other goodies and her eyes shone bright. She put her open palm up against the glass of the display window and liquefied it with one small pulse of energy. She didn't want any shards to rip her outfit.
Meanwhile, 18 had just left the West City museum with half a dozen precious artifacts, along with her coveted necklace, which she was currently wearing. Stealing always helped clear her mind, it was a leisure activity with a very low level of difficulty, so she could get lost in thought while picking out stuff to swipe.
She didn't want to give that bitch Bulma anything, but she knew she'd have to get her something. But if that slut even tried to get her hands on the necklace… bond or no bond, there was going to be a crater. She walked in the direction of the town jewelry store, a place that was always good for a quick swipe here and there.
She knew something was wrong when she came upon the storefront and saw no window. Narrowing her eyes, 18 stepped through the opening into the store. The entire store was ruined, broken shelves littered the floor and not a single piece of worthwhile jewelry was left standing. 18 growled, she was supposed to steal that jewelry!
There was a noise coming from the storeroom. 18 walked over with purpose and kicked in the door. The person inside leapt and to her surprise fired a ki blast. 18 was too slow to react, and she was blasted back by the explosion.
Cursing herself for her lack of vigilance, 18 jumped up to face the pile of rubble and flame that used to be a store. She could sense a growing power level now, rising as it strolled closer to her.
From the flame and rubble appeared what was clearly an alien, she had curly orange hair that reached down below her back and greenish-blue skin that shone against the bright light of the flame. She was the first woman 18 had ever met that was actually shorter than her. The alien was cradling many pieces of jewelry on her arms, which she carefully laid on the floor.
"I'm pretty sure the creatures in this planet couldn't survive a blast like that, so I will ask, are you a saiyan?"
18 raised an eyebrow "Who wants to know?"
Zangya narrowed her eyes. This was supposed to be recon, but now she'd have to improvise. She'd fight this bitch, if she died quickly then she clearly wasn't a saiyan, if she survived the beating, Zangya would take her to Bojack.
18 could tell what decision making process was going on behind the aliens eyes, it was the same one she'd been programmed to do. She needed to strike first.
18 blasted off her spot and her fist connected with Zangya's jaw, who moved enough to not receive the full force of the blow. She was still thrown back from the force of the strike and had to steady herself in midair.
Zangya wiped blood from her lip. "I'll so enjoy fucking your pretty little face up" she spat. She sent a powerful ki blast at 18 who flew upwards to take the battle to the sky, throwing down powerful ki blasts of her own. Zangya weaved between the blasts and rocketed at 18 fists first. 18 stopped and elected to dodge her punch. The alien woman tried to knee 18 in the stomach, but the android used her arm to absorb the blow.
18 gritted her teeth at the impact "That's all you got you pint sized bitch?" she'd always wanted to insult somebody's height, but she'd never met another fighter shorter than her. There was that one bald guy, but he didn't count as a fighter.
Zangya growled at her words and the two began exchanging blows, waging a war of fists, back dropped by the dark night sky. They were fairly evenly match, neither giving more than they received.
18's right eye was burning up from a small ki blast the alien had caught her with. She was still able to see the kick coming though, but chose to take it instead of dodging. She took the full brunt of the kick, which left her head ringing, and used the momentum to give the alien a spinning kick to the back of the head. Zangya felt blunt impact on her cranium and cringed forward, 18 put her hands together and fired off a powerful ki blast that struck the beauty in the face.
"Aghhh!" Zangya was sent flying upwards from the blast. 18 followed her up, mindful to fly behind her so that she wouldn't get caught by a kick. 18 grabbed onto the aliens long hair and began spinning in a circle rapidly. When she'd sped up enough she let go of her hair. Zangya had been waiting for this and collected herself enough to hit a surprised 18 with a point blank range ki blast before she was sent flying. 18 tumbled out of the sky unconscious. She crashed down onto the sidewalk.
18 groaned as she came back around. She picked herself up and began inspecting her body. She had bruises on her elbows and there was a stinging pain in her back. Glancing at her reflection on a nearby shop window she could see her face was all scuffed up.
The alien landed about ten feet in front of her, looking about as beat up as she did, with little bits of rubble tangled in her hair. "I have to admit, we're pretty evenly matched" the alien smirked "I guess it's a matter of which one of us tires out first" the alien gave her a pointed look.
18 chuckled, if only she knew. 18 had infinite energy, she could keep on fighting her until the heat death of the universe. Clearly this little bitch was already tiring if she was trying to psyche her out. "What's your name?" she asked abruptly.
Zangya was caught off guard by that question "What's it to you?"
18 fell into her stance "Just want to know what I'll need to write on your gravestone"
"No, please have mercy!" Kogu begged Gohan. He couldn't believe how quickly everything had been screwed up. One second they'd discovered some saiyans, the next they were in a big battle with half a dozen earthlings.
Kogu had been confident they'd win, Zangya wasn't around, but they didn't need a weakling like her when they had the all-powerful Bojack. And his master proved to be head and shoulders above the earthlings, for a while. Then the purple one transformed, and before he knew it his master was dead.
Gohan looked at the bastard before him with contempt. After all they'd gone through with Freeza's men, he knew never to trust a henchman's word. His guy was the last one standing, his father and Mr. Piccolo had taken care of theirs. With no remorse, Gohan stretched his palm out forward and powered up a ki blast. Piccolo had told him that killing with ki blasts was easier, it was more detached, and you didn't have to go through the visceral process of ending a life with your bare hands. And so Gohan put enough power behind his blast to kill the man instantly. He fired amidst Kogu's pleas, letting the energy blast go before he had any time to change his mind.
He stood over the corpse for a silent moment. "Well, that's the last of them!" Goku slung an arm around him cheerfully, Gohan knew his father was trying to soften the moment for him.
"One of them is still here, and since I can't sense another power level I'm assuming it's your android" Piccolo told Trunks. Trunks nodded, whoever it was, 18 was chipping away at them; he could feel their power level lowering by the second.
"Should we go help?" Goku question.
Trunks shook his head. "You guys go back home, I'll head over and take care of it. Though she seems to be handling it well by herself"
"Well, if you're sure" both Goku and Piccolo knew why Trunks didn't want them to follow. Goku offered him an obvious wink that made the namek roll his eyes. "See you soon then Trunks" Goku clasped him on the shoulder. Trunks smiled and waved at Gohan and Piccolo before he blasted off towards the now rapidly fading power level.
"How do you like that bitch?" 18 stalked her prey like the killer she was programmed to be.
Zangya was trying to keep her panting breaths down. The two fighters had demolished half the stores in this strip, the people of West City would be without new clothes and electronics for a while. Zangya was hiding behind the remains of a building. She and the blonde whore had been evenly matched, Zangya was sure she could swing the tide with all the 'crafty' pirate tricks she'd picked up. But somehow, the earthling simply didn't tire. She had dings, burns and bumps, her right eye had swelled enough that she couldn't see very well out of it, but she still fought as if she wasn't even fazed. Things were only getting worse and worse for Zangya, and she knew there was only one option: run like hell.
She thought about escaping in Bojack's direction, but she knew that the moment found out what had happened he'd kill her. She needed to escape this fucking planet without him noticing, he'd most likely track her down and kill her anyways, but a probability of death was much better than a certainty.
"Come out of hiding and I promise to kill you quickly" 18 lied, the alien was much too intriguing to be killed instantly.
Zangya scooped up some dirt in her right hand. She stood up "I'm right here you ugly-"
She didn't get to finish her words before 18 lifted her up by her neck. 18 remembered when Trunks had her in a similar position, it truly was a very thrilling feeling. She looked the alien up and down and noticed that she was wearing one of the necklaces she'd stolen "I have to admit, you have great taste in fashion"
Zangya managed to roll her eyes "Judging by your outfit, you clearly don't"
18 glared at her and Zangya struck. She threw dirt on 18's good eye. The android was caught off guard, and released her grip. Zangya immediately flew off, trying to put as much distance between herself and the blonde.
18 was clutching her face in pain, she couldn't believe she'd been caught out by such third grade tactics. "You can't escape you cunt!" she yelled out "I can senses exactly where you are!" 18 rubbed her eyes as clear as she could and flew to where she sensed her to be, though the stinging pain in her eyes left her stumbling slowly.
Zangya had looked back after hearing the blonde's statement and she was remiss to see that the woman wasn't lying, she could clearly follow her without seeing her. To make matters worse, Zangya realized that she'd flown in the direction of the ship. She made a sharp right turn, flying as fast as she could.
She was putting every piece of energy she had left on flying when she ran into a brick wall.
"What the fuck?!"
"Why are you in such a rush to leave?"
In front of her was a very handsome young man. He had light lavender hair and light blue eyes. He also had a very strong grip on her arm.
"Let go!" she tried pulling away from him, but his grip was too strong.
Trunks wagged his finger "I'm afraid I can't just let a lady as beautiful as you pass me by"
She gave one more tug, which proved useless. "Listen you clown, my boss is here on this planet to kill you. He'll be arriving here any moment now"
Trunks smirked "Boss? Do you mean Bojack?"
"You've faced him?" she asked incredulously.
"I've killed him"
Zangya was stunned for a second, before reality set in, this boy couldn't have killed Bojack. "You're lying!"
Trunks stuck his hand in his pocket and pulled out the souvenir he'd taken from the pirate's corpse, his bandana. "Is this enough proof for you?"
Zangya simply couldn't believe it, but there it was clear as day, Bojack's bandana. This man had killed Bojack, and he didn't have a scratch on him.
Trunks saw 18 approaching. When she got close enough, he saw how banged up she was. "Wow 18, she got you pretty good"
18 grumbled "She was lucky"
Zangya scoffed. She twisted around in Trunks' grip to face 18 "Yeah right, I gave it to you good blondie"
18 flew up right in her face, an angry look in her face. "I wasn't the one trying to escape you little bitch"
"Whatever, '18' " Zangya spoke the name as if it was the most ridiculous thing she'd ever heard, which it was.
Trunks looked very intrigued. "Now girls, let's play nice. My name is Trunks by the way, what's yours?"
Zangya turned back to him, what was he getting at? "Why the fuck do you people want to know my name? Just kill me and get it over with" she looked at him defiantly.
Trunks looked bemused "You know, if you two didn't look so different I'd think you were sisters"
18 crossed her arms "How very flattering" she said sarcastically.
Trunks focused his attention on the woman he still had a grip on "Now come on, it's a simple request, what's in a name?" he added a pout for effect. Zangya didn't want to admit it but it looked very cute. Deciding that she had no other options, she sighed "Zangya"
"Zangya, that's a beautiful name" he let go of her arm and she reflexively rubbed it, ignoring his comment. "What are you interested in? If you killed Bojack then the ship is yours, and everything we had is in there" She'd been in enough of these situations, on the other side of the coin of course, to know that victors in a conflict only acted nice when they wanted something in return and couldn't torture it out of someone. She didn't know what this guy wanted from her, even if he'd killed Bojack her boss must have survived long enough to give him the spiel about being trapped inside a star for thousands of years, he must know she had nothing. Unless…
"Very direct, you two are becoming more similar by the minute" Trunks glanced over at 18 who rolled her eyes once again.
"Well, you seem to be out of a job now that your boss and coworkers are dead. So why not join my little group"
"And what are you exactly, heroes?"
"Something like that"
Zangya shook her head "Not interested, saving weaklings in a backwater planet doesn't sound like a good time"
"But I haven't mentioned the perks" Trunks said. He pushed his body up against hers. Zangya tried to back up but bumped into 18. Trunks kept pushing up against her until she was completely sandwiched between the two. She felt 18's hard nipples pressed up on her back, but that was nothing compared with Trunks' monster erection that was currently nestled against her crotch. Heat rose up her body, she hadn't had any in over ten thousand years, and he was a very handsome man.
Zangya made her decision, she'd fuck him silly and then sneak into her ship while he was recovering. She looked up at Trunks with a steamy gaze. She licked her lips sultrily "I'm listening"
Trunks smiled "I prefer showing to telling" he pulled away from her and she was spun around to face 18.
Now that the two were so close up, they could see how much damage they'd done to the other. Zangya saw 18's eyes, one of them bloodshot and the other still inflamed. 18 inspected every inch of the aqua toned woman and smiled at every nick she saw. "I'm going to enjoy this" she said before forcing her mouth against Zangya's.
Zangya's eyes widened in shock, 18 took that moment to shove her tongue down her throat. Oh no you don't. Zangya pushed back with her own tongue and grabbed 18's face roughly, 18 did the same and both girls began their second battle of the night.
Trunks floated around to watch with his arms crossed. It was truly fascinating, two powerful, sadistic women who clearly hated being submissive, trying to dominate the other. Their kiss looked more like a violent conflict than a sensual exchange, he wondered if they were even deriving any pleasure from this; well, sexual pleasure anyways.
18 and Zangya were evenly matched in their tongue battle. Remembering what had happened in their last fight, Zangya knew she'd need to do something to gain the advantage. In a flash, she shoved her hand down 18's sweatpants. She fiddled around inside until she got a good grasp of her panties and slid them aside and plunged two fingers inside of her.
She smiled triumphantly against the kiss when she felt 18 whimper involuntarily. Not wanting to give the blonde time to recover, she worked her fingers in and out of 18's cunt as deep and as quickly as she could.
18's mind was swimming, she was trying to regain control but Zangya's ministrations were causing her knees to buckle. The ultimate embarrassment occurred when she actually lost control of her legs and stopped floating. Zangya pushed up under her and supported her weight, 18 could feel the smug satisfaction in her tongue.
Zangya knew she had her against the ropes, so she sped her fingers up and actually directed some ki into them, adding to the heat and friction inside 18's pussy. 18 couldn't take it anymore, she should have regrouped, focused her mind and used her killer instinct to overpower the redhead, but a growing part of her just wanted to enjoy this. Her hand was getting tangled in Zangya's luscious curly hair, the feel of the gorgeous alien's tongue against hers was just too exquisite, and – ohhhhh – she'd inserted a third finger into her.
Trunks watched their struggle with intrigue. He wasn't surprise to see headstrong, bitchy 18 who loved to abuse his grandmother and hated being used by his mother give up so easily. As her master, he understood her inner workings better than she did. 18 was extremely independent and loved being in charge, except there was a large part of her that she didn't want to accept, the part that absolutely craved being kicked around by Bulma and him.
Zangya broke off the kiss with a triumphant grin. "Well, well, that was much easier than I thought"
18 opened her eyes and stared back at her. No matter how hard she tried to give her a cold look, the glint of lust and meekness in them was clear for all to see.
"Your're all bark and no bite" she dipped her head down and nibbled on 18's neck. That was too much for the android, she arched her back as she came all over Zangya's fingers.
Their struggle over, Trunks floated closer to them "Why don't we take this to solid ground?" he said.
"Do you have enough strength to fly on your own sweetie?" Zangya asked 18 in a nastily saccharine tone. 18 grit her teeth, she wasn't going to lose all her dignity "Get off me you bitch" she pushed off Zangya and flew down hastily, so hastily in fact that she forgot to adjust her sweatpants, which flew off into the night sky, closely followed by her panties.
18's face grew red when she realized what had happened and she sped up even more to avoid the other two.
Overhead, Trunks and Zangya were still standing in the same spot. "It seems that you've gotten into her head"
"That's wasn't the only thing I got into" she brought her hand up and licked it clean of the android's juices.
The two flew down to a clearing. 18 was leaning against a rock with her arms crossed, not bothering to cover up her lower half.
"Not the most romantic of spots, but it'll do" Trunks quipped. Zangya had landed with her back to him, so he stepped up, moved her hair to the side and began suckling on her neck.
"Ohhhhh… you don't waste time do you?" She moaned. She put her hands over his and leaned into him.
Trunks broke it off and nuzzled his face into her hair, his nose rubbing deliciously against the nape of her neck. Trunks absolutely loved how her hair felt, they'd definitely have a lot of fun with it.
"Let's get this jacket off" he whispered into her ear, nibbling up the pointy tip afterwards.
"Uhhh!" Zangya's ears were extra sensitive, his ministrations caused chills to run up her spine. Slowly, Trunks removed her vest and lowered her top down below her breasts. They were perky b-cups, her pink nipples contrasted magically with her turquoise skin. "Beautiful" Trunks commented. He gripped both breasts and began rolling her nipples in between his fingers while he kneaded her breasts. Zangya moaned and threw her head back against his shoulder, she hadn't felt this pleasure in thousands of years.
18 had begun masturbating quietly while watching them, but now the android was diddling herself in earnest. She'd taken her top off and was licking one of her breasts.
Zangya pulled down the rest of her top, which turned out to be part of a sundress. Trunks helped her by clicking her belt off and then she let the dress pool down onto the floor, she wasn't wearing any underwear.
Zangya spun around to face Trunks. The saiyan admired her delicate body. She was the definition of petite, a slim athletic build with small shapely legs leading up to her tight little pussy.
"It's time for you to return the favor" she said. She trailed her index finger down his jawline to his neck. She reached the top of his shirt and, with a mischievous grin, she raked her fingers down his body, slicing through his shirt, pants and boxers in one motion. Trunks grabbed Zangya's hand as his clothes fell off his body.
"You owe me a new wardrobe" Trunks admonished her jokingly.
They pressed their bodies together and Trunks dipped his head into a kiss. He ran his hands through her dense hair, loving its texture.
"I haven't had any in ten thousand years, why don't we skip the foreplay?" Zangya spoke breathily. "I'm all for it" Trunks responded. Zangya began stroking his cock, getting it slick with precum. A small part of her felt this was off, she hadn't exactly been this desperate for sex when they'd escaped, all of a sudden she was tripping over herself to get Trunks' cock inside of her.
While she continued to stroke him Trunks backed her down until they were up against the boulder, right next to 18, who had collapsed to the floor and was now content with just watching them.
Zangya guided Trunks penis to her entrance. She rubbed his tip around her labia and let out a low moan at what she hadn't felt in such a long time. They were both staring down in silence as she did this, teasing his cock around her entrance without letting it in. Finally, Trunks decided it was time and pushed forward. They hissed as his cock sank home into her. Zangya's twat was the tightest Trunks had felt yet, it was a struggle to get every single inch of himself in.
Zangya was biting her lip, her face flushed red "Get it all in!" she wrapped her legs around his waist and pushed back against him, plunging the other half of his length inside of her.
"AHHHHHHHH!" she yelled in mixed pleasure and pain. She threw her head back with such force that she made a dent in the stone behind her, making her slightly woozy.
"Oh god!" she gasped out.
18 stood up and began stroking Trunks' tail, seeing Zangya struggle with Trunks' meat had boosted her confidence back.
"It looks like she's can't handle it Trunks, you might need to pull out before she passes out" she looked at Zangya with malice.
"Shut the fuck up you bitch!" Zangya gritted out. She turned her eyes to Trunks "Fuck me hard!"
Trunks shook his head in amusement "You two bring out the best in each other" he refocused on Zangya and began pistoning in and out of her with no regard for her pain. Zangya fought to keep her mouth closed and not scream out as Trunks violated her. She tried to stare hard at 18, but she couldn't stop the tears from rolling down her eyes.
"Oh kami, you're so tight!" Trunks was loving this, after a few strokes Zangya's pussy was slick enough that he could slip in and out fluidly. Soon Zangya stopped feeling pain and started seeing stars.
"Fuck me you big brute!" she picked herself up from the stone and wrapped her arms around Trunks' shoulder, bringing him into a sloppy kiss. Trunks held her head and buried his hands in her hair, he might just be falling in love with it. They established a perfect rhythm to their rutting, with Zangya pushing back against Trunks strokes. Trunks broke off the kiss and went down to suck on her nipples, alternating between her breasts. Zangya threw her head back and hit the stone once more, creating a large crack that ran through the whole rock before it finally collapsed on itself.
18 grumbled and let go of Trunks' tail. Deciding she needed to regain her dignity somehow, she hatched a plan.
Zangya and Trunks were sweating bullets now. Zangya was now leaning as far back as she could, ending up almost completely perpendicular to Trunks. She had her eyes closed and was concentrating all her willpower in moving her hips against his. Her long hair fell below her, the tips mingling with the demolished boulder.
"Oh god this feels like heaven" Zangya let her tongue loll out of her mouth as she let herself go completely. She didn't remember sex feeling this good.
Suddenly she felt something push down on her that made her choke. A musty smell assaulted her nose and made her slightly disoriented.
"Eat me out you blue slut" 18 was floating over Zangya's head, shoving her core in her face. Zangya turned her head to the side to avoid it. Angry with the blonde for still trying to assert her dominance, Zangya got a perfect idea.
"I'll give you something better" Before 18 could react, she shoved her hand into her vagina, going all the way up to her elbow before she stopped.
"AGHHHHH!" 18 yelled at the top of her lungs from the painful shock, her eyes bugged out of her head. She tried desperately to fly off Zangya's hand, but Zangya countered her, flexing her arm and doing everything she could to keep the android where she was.
"TRUNKS, HELP ME!" 18 shrieked. She tried to twist her head around to look at Trunks but couldn't.
"I don't think so 18, you need to learn your lesson, in fact…" Trunks moved his tail around and 18 knew she was in trouble. Trunks stretched his tail out and saw that the tip was able to reach 18's ass. With a sadistic grin, he wound up his tail and when he bottomed out inside Zangya in the next stroke he whipped 18 in the ass as hard as he could.
"Nooooo!" 18 gurgled out. Trunks did this every stroke. Wanting to get in on it, Zangya stretched her palm out every time Trunks' tail struck 18's backside. The three of them created a symphony of motion, every stroke ending with a moan from Zangya and a screech from 18.
Finally, Trunks bottomed out in Zangya one last time, his tail smacked against 18's welt riddled ass and Zangya's tight walls did the impossible and constricted him even more. Zangya yelled out in orgasm and Trunks felt his cock vibrate. He shot his loads deep inside her. At the same time, 18 hit her breaking point and had an explosive orgasm.
18 felt her vision blur, the sexual abuse coupled with the fight she'd had not 30 minutes earlier made her black out. Zangya gingerly removed her hand from her stretched out pussy and 18 fell to the ground unconscious.
"Who can't handle it now?" Zangya asked with a raspy voice. She fell back and Trunks followed her, collapsing on top of her so as to not take his dick out of her yet. They fell on the pile of rubble. Zangya felt a small jolt of pain when sharp pieces of rubble impacted her back, but that was nothing compared to the sea of satisfaction that hit her.
Trunks was lying on top of her, he turned his head down and located his target; her neck bone was there for the taking.
"You know, I might stay here a bit longer than I thought" Zangya quipped. She knew she'd change her tune once the post-sex haze was gone, but it seemed like a good thing to say at the moment.
Trunks laughed "I know you will"
He dipped his head down and bit her in the shoulder.
This might be the last chapter. There's still some other characters I'd like to use, but I feel like things might get too repetitive for it to be worth it. Writing this made me realize I really need to brush up on my reaction descriptions.